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RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving "It is lovely," Ronin agreed, feeling warmth bloom and pulse in his chest even at the thought of Vanya. "It doesn't really feel as though I have left her behind. She's right here with me, even more so when the sun goes down. Means she can see just what her baby grows up to be." He smiled to Aoife, tickling under her chin. "And she gets to watch me totally flail around and fail at all this. What a cow, isn't that right little one?" Laughing, he gazed at Remi and arched an eyebrow, though he couldn't help but scoff at his comment. "Ah, yes. I suppose I did rudely awaken you. Well, if you insist on sleeping before we put this place to rights, I suppose I'll allow it," he said, carefully rising to his feet just as the alchemist spoke again. "Hm? Sure. You hardly need to ask if you have to ask."