brand new start

RONIN if there's one thing i'm good at, it's surviving Yes, that kind of friend. Ronin raises his eyebrows at her question, as if wondering how to phrase it in a way that won't wipe that beautiful innocence from his daughter's face. This is a first for them both. "I tell you what," he murmurs as his hand closes around hers, "just... let me know in general, alright? At least until you're all settled in the barracks." Winking, as if that will make it a bit less awkward, they had back into the Celestine together. Oh, and Ronin sees that little smile on Seren's face. That in combination with the not liking shoes, and he's already leading her up and on top of the bench they were seated upon, so she can hop onto his back and they can be on their way. "Do you think you can suffer a pair of shoes for training with the Dragoons?" he wonders. "Or are we going to have to figure something else out?"