If a little danger is the spice of life, then Ronin's life has been a mite too spicy for his liking. It's true that he's had a nice stretch of tranquility in recent times, but it's funny how the memory of trauma, godlike horrors, unimaginable pain more turbulent times remain fresh in his memory.
Finishing his drink and promptly ordering another, he nods at Zef as if to ask if she wants to join him. "Well at least life doesn't sound boring in the Climb," he says with a grin, not that he can imagine surfing down a lava flow, let alone wanting to. "Are you a professional thrill-seeker, then?" He wonders.
Nodding to the barman as another drink arrives, Ronin takes a sip and sets it back on the counter. "Mm? Oh, no - no, I mean, I am the one who keeps the house tidy." He laughs. "My husband keeps me busy - Remi. How about you? Any copilots on your adventures?"
Finishing his drink and promptly ordering another, he nods at Zef as if to ask if she wants to join him. "Well at least life doesn't sound boring in the Climb," he says with a grin, not that he can imagine surfing down a lava flow, let alone wanting to. "Are you a professional thrill-seeker, then?" He wonders.
Nodding to the barman as another drink arrives, Ronin takes a sip and sets it back on the counter. "Mm? Oh, no - no, I mean, I am the one who keeps the house tidy." He laughs. "My husband keeps me busy - Remi. How about you? Any copilots on your adventures?"
