don't be cautious, don't be kind, you committed, i'm your crime
push my button anytime
A hand lifts to rub at his temple at her comment, but he can’t refrain from the chuckle that leaves him at the thought of it. How incredibly terrible it would be for him, still not used to any of the companion’s thoughts or bonds, unsure if he ever will be. It’s a feeling he doesn’t know, doesn’t even understand. But Melita is steadfast and strong, and perhaps it would be good for him to have someone else to rely on, and so he doesn’t comment on it, instead only offering a somewhat exasperated look.
Then, he watches as Haai and Fangorn play, a game of tag with feathers and growls and sharp teeth on both ends, and he settles with it. A sort of happiness and excitement replacing the newness of the bond, the overwhelming feeling, and he calms with it too even as the shift turns a bit quieter between the two people.
He can’t help but feel as if it’s his fault – and he leans a bit closer to Melita as she speaks, a smile edging its way back slowly but surely. And he aims to pull her in for a hug, a side hug of sorts, but endearing nonetheless. A sort of… Uncle atmosphere about it, because in the end they both need someone. “Good. I can’t rely on Lusea to be the only flame to singe me time and time again.” He jests to her, giving her another characteristic rogue grin.
Then, he watches as Haai and Fangorn play, a game of tag with feathers and growls and sharp teeth on both ends, and he settles with it. A sort of happiness and excitement replacing the newness of the bond, the overwhelming feeling, and he calms with it too even as the shift turns a bit quieter between the two people.
He can’t help but feel as if it’s his fault – and he leans a bit closer to Melita as she speaks, a smile edging its way back slowly but surely. And he aims to pull her in for a hug, a side hug of sorts, but endearing nonetheless. A sort of… Uncle atmosphere about it, because in the end they both need someone. “Good. I can’t rely on Lusea to be the only flame to singe me time and time again.” He jests to her, giving her another characteristic rogue grin.
you got your finger on the trigger
but your trigger finger's mine
SuNJATA
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.
