turning into something caustic

It would be a lie to say that the reminder of Safrin was in any way pleasurable to Ronin, but he could not deny his daughter her delight, so he kept his eyes forward as she waved to the lighthouse and the cloud continued to speed along. With Sunjata and Haai taking the lead, it didn't seem a long journey until the jumble of houses came into view, and Ronin directed the nimbus down towards the ground. Scooping Seren into his arms as he landed (to keep her from standing in the mud, and also to make sure she stayed warm), he moved up beside Sunjata and nodded at the house he indicated. A smaller structure stood to the left of Jata's place, in need of a bit of care, but looking fairly solid otherwise. "Then that one is mine. Ours, I should say. Shall we go inside and get dry?" he asked Seren with a smile. RONIN Darkness is a funny thing. It creeps up on you.