endless numbered days

Snorting softly, Sugar busied herself nestling her nose into Remi's curls and finding somewhere soft and nice to nap for a bit while Ronin returned with their drinks. It was some form of hot mulled wine, and Ronin had made certain to have plenty of it stocked at all times since it had started to snow. He could thank Vai for that one. Offering Remi a cup before returning to his seat, Ronin huffed and rolled his eyes playfully. "If you ever meet a dating expert, I'd gladly take their advice," he shot back, though his amusement faded as talk of the missing librarian came up. Ronin had been unable to find Loren at the Atheneum, and if it weren't for what Remi had said the guildmaster would have been worried. He hummed in agreement, nodding slowly. "I'm sorry, if you don't feel as though you can be yourself around me. And I am more sorry that a bard called you a shit person, because it simply isn't true. But... no. They sound like valid reasons, but I'd say the only reason to go on a date is because you want to." RONIN I know this whole damn city thinks it needs you but not as much as I do