Of course, he doesn't do a good job at pretending. He's not really sure he wants to around Blue, anyway. He touches her hair in a sad attempt at his usual greeting, and his smile wavers until he lets his face relax into a miserable expression.
"Ronan, he..." Noah takes a deep breath, stalling. He wants to tell her, but it's hard to find the words. "He fought with Cremisius."
That's not all, but the words die in his throat all the same.
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Date: 2015-10-07 02:52 pm (UTC)"Ronan, he..." Noah takes a deep breath, stalling. He wants to tell her, but it's hard to find the words. "He fought with Cremisius."
That's not all, but the words die in his throat all the same.