// i'm not so good with tenses //
“Mostly.” Sunjata confirms with a slightly awkward smile. “I, uh.. Met my ex fiancée there to pay respects, yeah.” As it comes out from his lips there’s a slight wince with how awkward it does leave him. And with it, the Heartless sucks in a breath that hopefully steadies him enough to put all of his focus into here, a space of respite with a man who seems to be very adamant about moving which replaces any apprehension in his chest for saying that this was a bad idea.
As Niki steps to the side, Sunjata steps in, blanketed by the easy warmth of the home from the slight Leafchange chill just outside. “Ah, I know what that’s like.” He agrees, choosing the easier topic of conversation, turning to Niki to flash him a lopsided smile that hides all the previous awkwardness. “I’m happy to help if you need it. I’m pretty good at moving heavy things.” The smile brightens, like it’s a joke based off his demigod strength. “I’m glad to see that you weren’t flooded in.” A worry Niki had previously when he’d left King’s End and they’d all had all that rain.
As Niki steps to the side, Sunjata steps in, blanketed by the easy warmth of the home from the slight Leafchange chill just outside. “Ah, I know what that’s like.” He agrees, choosing the easier topic of conversation, turning to Niki to flash him a lopsided smile that hides all the previous awkwardness. “I’m happy to help if you need it. I’m pretty good at moving heavy things.” The smile brightens, like it’s a joke based off his demigod strength. “I’m glad to see that you weren’t flooded in.” A worry Niki had previously when he’d left King’s End and they’d all had all that rain.
the Heartless
// i'm tensin' up thinkin' about what i'm supposed to call you now //
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.
