no rivers and no lakes can put the fire out

RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving "Well, I'm glad it did," Ronin said quietly, moving to add some more fuel to the fire as Amalia took the canteen back. He accepted the pie with a nod of gratitude, similarly skewering it so he could let it toast and warm a bit over the flames. It would be a task from Safrin, Ronin thought internally from a place that was several leaps in time from this current thread, and he didn't need to take long to consider it. "That you still trust me after all of this is... I don't know. I can't say if it's a very sweet gesture, or if it's foolish. I guess we will find out." He shrugged, gazing up and into the stars. "I trust you. Let me know when you plan on going, and I'll be there," he assured her.