maybe that makes me a fool

now take what i offer, straight up the nose, down the throat

it's a bearable bruise on your conscious

Eventually. It still warrants danger, however, and Sunjata’s eternally grateful that it hadn’t gone that far, hadn’t gone that way had he attempted the trek home with his racing heart only to possibly never make it back. But Sunjata shrugs off the comment, keeping that smile on his face as he breathes in deep — sombering bit as her fingers are placed to his temples and she checks his heart again.

“I’m glad.” He hums, eternally grateful that his heart was alright now, but the rest of it would take some recovery. If not physically, but mentally. He’d been struck by lightning and fought a giant monster, after all. It isn’t something to just get over.

Her question has his eyes opening again, focusing on her face. “Vision was very blurry the night of, been getting better. Just bad at night and in the morning.” He recollects before inhaling deeply. “I’m very tired. Not sure if it’s emotionally or physically at this point though.” A boyish smile sparks along his face with that, waiting to see what she has to say.

but don't it feel good? don't you feel calmer?

i am the way and the life in the best looking truth