SUNJATA
He nods as she mentions she’s brought her own water, and he waits as she gathers herself up enough to start walking again. Her pace is slow and Sunjata does his best to match it once he’s realized she’s fallen behind — only by noticing the few times he’s tilted his head to look and she’s been left back a fair amount.
“Well, had you not told me you did it on Ronin’s cloud then I would have simply assumed it was the pregnancy.” He murmurs, waggling a brow back in her direction, before he’s pausing in his step for her to catch up. “You did well, though. You made it across the bridge and now you don’t have to cross it again.” He hums thoughtfully, shoulders rising and falling in a shrug as his gaze leaves her for the wild, untamed world that surrounds them.
“Well, had you not told me you did it on Ronin’s cloud then I would have simply assumed it was the pregnancy.” He murmurs, waggling a brow back in her direction, before he’s pausing in his step for her to catch up. “You did well, though. You made it across the bridge and now you don’t have to cross it again.” He hums thoughtfully, shoulders rising and falling in a shrug as his gaze leaves her for the wild, untamed world that surrounds them.
i no longer know if i wish to drown myself
in love, vodka, or the sea
in love, vodka, or the sea
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.
