SUNJATA
making bad decisions is my middle name
Nodding as he sips from the beer, he thinks about each of the options listed out – wondering what it would be like to have such a choice rather than his usual result of being forced into being whatever they needed at the time. The only moment he ever got to decide for himself was when he’d made the Refuge, a space that was beneficial for all, his largest rebellious attempt from both sides of the war that plagued Caido.Those thoughts send him in a damper, though, and Petronella finishes up her treat before she’s headbutting his temple as he blinks over toward Deimos. “That’s a good idea.” He agrees of the initial decision, even if his mind started to run away with it. Taking the paper, he folds it neatly and slips it into his pocket, before readjusting the package in front of him. “I’ll pass it along. I’m heading home after I drop off this package from her, anyway.” He says, letting the soft smile at her thoughtfulness spread briefly across his scarred face.
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.
