like the way it used to be

ronin A man unwilling to fight for what he wants deserves what he gets Ronin smiled, equally parts grateful and sad at his friend's gracious acceptance. "I thank you. Should I ever see that man again I rest assured that he would be delighted at that opportunity." He nodded to Bastien, before settling back to lean on his elbows, also watching the dark waves lap against the shore. The question was expected in some ways - Bastien knew how to ask things that could be difficult in a way that made it no more than casual conversation. Still, it took Ronin some time to respond. "I am better than when I arrived. I do not know yet how this has changed me, only that..." He frowned, unable to put it easily into words. "I am harder around the edges. There's a lot of anger in me, Bastien, and I worry that it will come out at the worst moments. It's not an easy line to walk."