// i'm not so good with tenses //
She’s got a point – because he’d never really know when it could potentially happen nor whether it’d be too soon if he didn’t feel when he might be over everything. Even if he was pretty sure his heart was cursed at this rate, hadn’t he always wondered whether it was better to have loved and lost than to have never loved at all? “True.” He agrees with a soft sigh, a nod to her as he focuses on the stall with the bells, picking up a golden one to turn it over in his hands.
With the agreement made and with her getting the first tidbit of information the second he starts the next quest (once this one’s done), Sunjata settles in to listen to her explain the dream. He sets the bell down and picks up another one emblazoned with a sun on it, glancing at her sidelong until she mentions that the stag and desert were swallowed up and everything exploded. His brows lift, then pinch, and he turns to her with quiet thought. “That’s vague as fuck.” He says at first, frowning. “Did it seem.. threatening?”
With the agreement made and with her getting the first tidbit of information the second he starts the next quest (once this one’s done), Sunjata settles in to listen to her explain the dream. He sets the bell down and picks up another one emblazoned with a sun on it, glancing at her sidelong until she mentions that the stag and desert were swallowed up and everything exploded. His brows lift, then pinch, and he turns to her with quiet thought. “That’s vague as fuck.” He says at first, frowning. “Did it seem.. threatening?”
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.
