As Sunjata leans into their hands, Frey's head tilts ever so slightly to the side. As they release him, their eyes strobe over his body, descending all the way to his feet before fluttering back up. "Before you go grey eyes...how've you been feeling lately?" It's casually asked, but there's a curiosity in their gaze that's entirely divine. Entirely frey.
Reaching out for one of Sunjata's hands, they interlock their fingers through his and press their thumb against his palm. As they do, lines of violet begin to glow from beneath his skin; illuminating the intricate tattoos that wander over his body. In response, Frey simply glances up, one eyebrow raised. "Eaten something purple lately, have you?"
Reaching out for one of Sunjata's hands, they interlock their fingers through his and press their thumb against his palm. As they do, lines of violet begin to glow from beneath his skin; illuminating the intricate tattoos that wander over his body. In response, Frey simply glances up, one eyebrow raised. "Eaten something purple lately, have you?"
