the baffled king composing hallelujah
Reaching out, Ronin offers his friend's arm a small pat, as if to stand in solidarity with how ridiculously difficult their lives keep becoming. And as they draw up together against their blocky reflections, he's honestly just as proud as Sunjata to hear that he's spoken to Nate about all of this. "It's hard, right? Talking about the difficult stuff. But it's always worth it afterwards," he murmurs. He and Remi have been walking that walk for a while now, and though it's not pretty sometimes, he prefers it to sweeping things under the rug.
Pulled along with Jata, Ronin tries to navigate around another hall of mirrors, feeling his way around a corner and seeming victorious when the carnival music sounds like it's getting a bit louder. "Oh, of course it'll be sooner rather than later. And if you do decide to take her up on it, just know that I won't beat you up. I promise." He winks.
Pulled along with Jata, Ronin tries to navigate around another hall of mirrors, feeling his way around a corner and seeming victorious when the carnival music sounds like it's getting a bit louder. "Oh, of course it'll be sooner rather than later. And if you do decide to take her up on it, just know that I won't beat you up. I promise." He winks.
