A quiet chuckle is given to the Ascended at the comment, at the long look given, and the finger that runs down his chest as well. A brow raises slightly toward Amun in amusement, but he remains against the counter as the other man steps away. “[say]Next time, when I’m not bleeding everywhere. How’s that?[/say]” A raise of his brow as if he’s saying ‘deal?’ before he snorts and folds his arms across his chest – careful to avoid bothering the wound and the bandage Amun had wrapped so nicely around his torso.
The question is answered with one that Sunjata can fully get behind, and he chuckles lightly as he watches Amun head toward the door. “[say]Ah, fair enough.[/say]” He offers with a slight smirk crossing his face. “[say]Thanks for this.[/say]” He offers instead, lifting a hand to gesture to his bandaged torso, before offering Amun a wave if he certainly does intend to fully leave.
The question is answered with one that Sunjata can fully get behind, and he chuckles lightly as he watches Amun head toward the door. “[say]Ah, fair enough.[/say]” He offers with a slight smirk crossing his face. “[say]Thanks for this.[/say]” He offers instead, lifting a hand to gesture to his bandaged torso, before offering Amun a wave if he certainly does intend to fully leave.
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
