Rocinante observes his brother's 'Family,' all while reflecting on being trapped in the silent role of "Corazon." That is until one of the Family's new recruits tries to give Corazon a voice.
If Donquixote Rocinante was anything, he was observant.
A little clumsy, perhaps.
Alright, very clumsy.
He had to be.
Corazon was the absent-minded fool who tripped over himself and set himself on fire lighting a cigarette.
Corazon had nothing to say. Nobody looked to Corazon for an opinion, nobody asked Corazon questions, and nobody expected Corazon to voice his thoughts.
Corazon was more of a presence, nothing but a pair of eyes and ears. Always present at the family’s proceedings, but offering no sound or contribution. He was merely a permanent fixture, like Jora’s particular teacup, Trebol’s sea charts, or his brother’s signature coat.
But eyes and ears are observant.
They are a spy’s tools.
So for Rocinante, the fine d