(SE) it doesn't hurt, it feels fine

Locke

im all for compassion

Locke takes the smallest step back as Sunjata approaches. He runs his uninjured hand through his hair, grimacing slightly as it comes back sweaty. He forgot how quickly Longheat set in. You'd think after all these years he would know better. "Tha's good. That you came out alright." He knows all of this and it kind of feels odd. But he doesn't comment on it. He looks at Sunjata for a second before looking back at his hand, inspecting the blood starting to seep through the wrapping. It'll be fine for now.

"Ah, yeah. I heard. I was in Stormbreak for the monsoons. Uh, my girlfriend, she works there. So thanks. You know, for getting them out and stuff." He's not sure how much to say. He's pretty sure the thing with Sunjata is more akin to whatever he and Maeve were before but he's not sure if he should know they were sleeping together. This is why he doesn't like knowing things. It makes it hard to exist.

"You wanna go a round?"

but not on my dime