Wasn't Expecting That

ronin A man unwilling to fight for what he wants deserves what he gets Ronin couldn't help the curl of disgust that flickered across his face at the mere mention of his former fellow captain, and he let out a soft tch of dismissal that Remi should even go near him. "Well, I certainly wouldn't have minded bounding about as a lion, so I imagine Isla won't be difficult to convince if you do want to try it." He smirked to the other man and shrugged his shoulders. Sighing and nodding in agreement at their shared mistake, Ronin shrugged his shoulders. "I was the same. Should I be fortunate enough to see Safrin again I will think more carefully about my questions," he said. Absently, he rubbed a finger along his hatchling's nose, pulling back when Remi offered the jerky (she snapped it up eagerly). "You know, I havent," he admitted. "What do people call their dragons? She's sweet - I don't think a name like Deathwing or Spike will do."