the baffled king composing hallelujah
"They do, don't they?" Ronin agrees, leaning in so he can inspect the jingle bug a second time as a man. He grins to hear the chime of its abdomen when Melita shakes it, the Huntsman straightening back up and glancing at Sugar as she bounds through the snow after Fangorn to continue whatever game the gourd has started.
After checking that his companion isn't going to accidentally injure her new playmate, Ronin turns his full attention to the honeybee girl nearby, rolling his shoulders as if to release any soreness in his muscles. "Only since Leafchange," he confesses. "It feels like I only have to think about it these days and there's something new to learn."
Still, he's much better than he was, and he gives Mel another bright smile as he tucks his hands into his pockets. "What brings you to the Greatwood anyway?"
After checking that his companion isn't going to accidentally injure her new playmate, Ronin turns his full attention to the honeybee girl nearby, rolling his shoulders as if to release any soreness in his muscles. "Only since Leafchange," he confesses. "It feels like I only have to think about it these days and there's something new to learn."
Still, he's much better than he was, and he gives Mel another bright smile as he tucks his hands into his pockets. "What brings you to the Greatwood anyway?"
