SuNjATA
the flood
A swift nod is given her way, giving her space to put the books into a bag. “That it is.” He says in easy agreement. It made the days between easier to deal with, different lives to live, different feelings to feel. And gods knew he had a lot of feelings over the whole ordeal to forget. It had worked for a time, thankfully.
He focuses on her next as she asks if he thinks she should write a book. Shrugging lightly he hums a breathy laugh to her. “Well, LongNight is a pretty long time to be indoors just reading. Could give it a shot?” His head tilts curiously. Even if she didn’t like it, she could always burn it up in the fireplace before anyone read it. What was the harm in that? “Create what you want.”
He focuses on her next as she asks if he thinks she should write a book. Shrugging lightly he hums a breathy laugh to her. “Well, LongNight is a pretty long time to be indoors just reading. Could give it a shot?” His head tilts curiously. Even if she didn’t like it, she could always burn it up in the fireplace before anyone read it. What was the harm in that? “Create what you want.”
get a load of this trainwreck
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.
