RONIN
THE DARK STAR
"I suppose you could call it that," Ronin says, though sedation doesn't sound about right. Entrapment would be a better term, but he doesn't really feel comfortable associating that with Remi, however true it might be. Tobi sets the clothes out on the bed all neat and doctor-like, leaving Ronin holding his balled up shirt and looking very sheepish about it. He changes his mind and folds it in a way much more befitting a soldier, before dragging the new shirt over his head.
"Oooh, wires? My favourite," he says, as if he has any idea whatsoever what it's like or what will happen when he's all hooked up. Wiggling into the shorts as well, he bounces on the balls of his feet for a moment (a gesture of do I need the bathroom - no, I think I'm good), though he tilts his head as she mentions the shower and everything else. "Do you... think I should shower?" he asks with a grin.
"Oooh, wires? My favourite," he says, as if he has any idea whatsoever what it's like or what will happen when he's all hooked up. Wiggling into the shorts as well, he bounces on the balls of his feet for a moment (a gesture of do I need the bathroom - no, I think I'm good), though he tilts his head as she mentions the shower and everything else. "Do you... think I should shower?" he asks with a grin.
now don’t you lose hope
I swear I never dream that we’re alone
I swear I still believe but I don’t know
