SUNJATA
i am the ocean, i am the sea
Mercenary seems to be the correct thing to say, and he glances over to her with a quiet smile and a nod as she agrees about the line of work; internally he exhales with it, thankful she hasn’t delved in too deep. And not long after, they’re at her place, and he follows her in easily — nose sniffing and breathing the wonderful smells of the food she’s been cooking. He takes a moment to pause, however, glancing about the clinic before he finds a spot to place his boots, and easily unties his bundle of pants from his waist, sliding them on with ease.He still remains shirtless and barefoot, but he doesn’t mind one bit as he makes his way into the kitchen and leans casually against a table while he watches Pim linger by the oven. His eyes drift back to Phoebe and he gives her another of his charming grins. “It smells delicious.” He tells her as he lifts his head, rolling his neck just enough to crack it before his steel gaze lingers on her. “Do you always make enough food to share with strangers?” He chuckles lightly, but there’s still that question in his eyes.
there is a world inside of me
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.
