endless numbered days

Ronin would give Remi that much - they were all working together to rid the Spire of the creature that guarded it, and he couldn't have been more pleased. The guildmaster smirked and watched as Sugar snapped up the offered shred of meat, chirping as Remi sat back and snuffling into his ear before settling down upon his shoulder. Her silver slip of a tail looped comfortably around his neck, and she got all too comfortable all too quickly. Arching an eyebrow as he listened, Ronin couldn't help but smile as he listened to his friend. "Right after? Keen," he remarked, rising to his feet now he was in warmer spirits so that he could get them something to drink while Remi explained. It sounded adorable, quite frankly, but Remi was describing it like he would explain how to make a stew, or something similar. "You suppose it went well? Forgive me, but if you aren't sure that isn't good," he said slowly. RONIN I know this whole damn city thinks it needs you but not as much as I do