// dance me through the panic 'til i'm gathered safely in
lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove //
lift me like an olive branch and be my homeward dove //
It could have absolutely been going worse, and for that Sunjata is silently thankful that he doesn’t have to explain the details. Something evident in the way he drains the next glass – despite looking unaffected by the alcohol. (He isn’t, an unfortunate side effect of being who he is these days). “Yeah, those kind.” Sunjata confirms, flashing him a smaller, easier smile.
As the courier thinks and Sunjata hears the weakness, he shifts to lean back into his seat again, Petronella’s tail beating lightly against his shoulder as she flicks it. “We do have them if you wanted to come take a look.” His head tilts back out toward the rest of the bar, signaling for yet another for himself, before his attention returns to Tal. “Just try not to overthink it.” He reconfirms his prior comment, hoping that it helped even if he couldn’t be of much use himself.
As the courier thinks and Sunjata hears the weakness, he shifts to lean back into his seat again, Petronella’s tail beating lightly against his shoulder as she flicks it. “We do have them if you wanted to come take a look.” His head tilts back out toward the rest of the bar, signaling for yet another for himself, before his attention returns to Tal. “Just try not to overthink it.” He reconfirms his prior comment, hoping that it helped even if he couldn’t be of much use himself.
dance me to the end of love
SUNJATA
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.
