and if you want, i could tell you the truth
that this life takes a toll on you. i spend nights
The question of not remembering has the smile that had begun to drop on Sunjata’s face, shifting to something a bit more worrying. “I don’t remember a lot, to be honest.” He offers, attempting to continue the conversation with ease when it quickly becomes anything but. The fighting, all of that, sounds normal. But the mention of the sensitivity of horns – he absolutely knows what that means, and the sound that leaves his throat is a cross between a hiccup and a cough.
It takes a moment to process it, especially as he’s continued on and Remi goes to grab some water, holding it out to him. Something in him eases with that fact, but seeing as that’s really the only thing he’s come to talk to Remi about, he can focus on the previous bit. “Ah, well… Good.” Taking a sip of the water, his cheeks and neck are still flushed when he comes back to the initial topic.
“Did we…?” He trails off, unsure of he should be looking at Remi or down into the glass in his hand.
It takes a moment to process it, especially as he’s continued on and Remi goes to grab some water, holding it out to him. Something in him eases with that fact, but seeing as that’s really the only thing he’s come to talk to Remi about, he can focus on the previous bit. “Ah, well… Good.” Taking a sip of the water, his cheeks and neck are still flushed when he comes back to the initial topic.
“Did we…?” He trails off, unsure of he should be looking at Remi or down into the glass in his hand.
stitching up the loose threads of my soul
so in the morning i'm bulletproof
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.
