[RA] that’s my cue

SUNJATA

making bad decisions is my middle name

“That’s next season,” he clarifies with a laugh that seems equally as playful as her whining is. He knows it’s a while away, especially when he’d first brought it up, but he had to make sure that everything was in order and that they weren’t rushing it too soon. He was sure he knew it would end up there eventually, but, it wasn’t until the day after LongNight that the Flood was absolutely positive that it was as good a time as any.

Flashing her a crooked smile as she says that she is fine with him still having it at the Hanged Man, but it falters slightly as she shuffles closer and his head tilts avian-like in its movement as he listens to her question and follow up suggestion. It isn’t her fault that the mention of Vai’s name sparks a flicker of light against the scarring in his face and down the arm, the lightning strike crackling through his skin and all of its raised edges as he considers it, resulting in a soft little “well, you know your mother. I’m sure she’s gonna wanna plan things in excruciating details…” And if the potential of having them there both times came up, well, he’s sure Ru wouldn’t complain. And neither would he in regards to Vai’s appearance – still having yet to see her despite the news Remi and Ronin had dropped not that long ago.

Another thought creeps in and the Flood huffs a small awkward laugh. “I’ve never met Enzo.” It’s a comment made that no where means that he wouldn’t want the dearly departed to be there, but simply a statement. And a silent hope that the young man might look down from Mort’s Realm now and then and think that Sunjata’s not too bad of a guy. These days, at least.

Crinkling his nose toward her in a mimicry of her own, he shakes his head and lets a dark curl fall into his face, the sun having brought out many more of the freckles that dust his cheeks. “Trust me, I’m pretty fucking glad too.” It’s said with a playfully weary sigh.