we shall heal our wounds, collect our dead
"Eventually, yes. Though I can't tell you when - when you're ready, is the usual and mystical reply," Ronin says with a chuckle. "In truth, as far as I know, you needed to have been paired with a dragon prior to joining the Dragoons. This is something new, being able to train without one." As Ronin speaks, Sugar naturally approaches the one offering the most attention, that being Locke. She breathes a cold breath across his palm, before snuffling at it as if he might be able to offer something more.
Locke is right, and he has answered this question once before, but Ronin is happy to repeat himself if for nothing more than to prove his consistency.
"We are a militia," he explains. "So we are bound to defend Stormbreak from whoever might come to attack. If that isn't something you can get on board with, perhaps this isn't for you." With a smile, he spreads his hands. "For the rest... what do you say?"
Locke is right, and he has answered this question once before, but Ronin is happy to repeat himself if for nothing more than to prove his consistency.
"We are a militia," he explains. "So we are bound to defend Stormbreak from whoever might come to attack. If that isn't something you can get on board with, perhaps this isn't for you." With a smile, he spreads his hands. "For the rest... what do you say?"
THE DARK STAR
and continue fighting
