It's a feeling we always chase

SUNJATA

the flood

anyway, you say you're too busy
saving everybody else to save yourself

He listens while she speaks, the shadowed steel eyes reflecting the flame of the fireplace, swirling them and smoldering them as he tries to understand. And to an extent, he does. He had done it with Lusea when he had nothing else. But he imagines it's different. She absolutely could make something for herself, but what it could be is something he doesn’t know.

So he chews on the inside of his lip, shifting on his seat, reaching his hand behind his neck to rub at the tense muscles there. “What do you want? Personally, with nobody else involved?” He asks her quietly, lifting his gaze to look back at her with an avian tilt of his head. “What goals?” He asks to clarify.

Because starting there would be easy, a point to start and a line to make the necessary steps. And he can help wherever he can… Though his mind in the state he’s in right now is likely to get too involved — already craving the warmth of her in his arms.

Luckily, there’s a scratch at the door, and he stands swiftly to let Haai inside — carrying three rabbits within and going into the kitchen to dump them onto the table.

and you don't want no help, oh well
that's the story to tell