Ronin laughs at that, his blue eyes twinkling with mischief. "Her fanciest," he confirms with all the air of a confession; the season decides whether or not he enjoys being part of a veritable troupe of Safrin's closest, and Flowerbirth finds him at his most amicable. "And yes, she is. I'm hoping she'll return soon, if I'm honest." His brow furrows briefly as he lifts his gaze towards the sky, before he makes a point of shaking it off in lieu of their conversation.
"It was absolutely the tan," he confirms through a laugh, picking up his pace to keep step with Zef as they arrive at the Hanged Man; the outside bar area is just as busy as ever, and he sidles onto a stool once one becomes free. "Mm, Torchline definitely has its perks. Waves are higher than usual for the season, though."
As for his own home, Ronin smiles to himself and orders a rum on the rocks before continuing. "I've lived all over. Here for a time, Stormbreak, the Greatwood... but for now I live up in the Draig Cordillera. My better half and I moved there after the war. Peace and quiet and all that."
"It was absolutely the tan," he confirms through a laugh, picking up his pace to keep step with Zef as they arrive at the Hanged Man; the outside bar area is just as busy as ever, and he sidles onto a stool once one becomes free. "Mm, Torchline definitely has its perks. Waves are higher than usual for the season, though."
As for his own home, Ronin smiles to himself and orders a rum on the rocks before continuing. "I've lived all over. Here for a time, Stormbreak, the Greatwood... but for now I live up in the Draig Cordillera. My better half and I moved there after the war. Peace and quiet and all that."
