SUNJATA
The flailing of extra cloth on the sweater does spark an easier smile to Sunjata’s face, a slight shrug given in response. “I guess not but… Spiders.” His lip feathers in distaste, before he shakes his head and settles in again. There’s a low hum of agreement about his wings, tucked away for now while Ronin works to settle in. What he doesn’t expect is for the Star to shift and use his lap as a pillow. But Sunjata is nothing but flexible, offering a huff of a laugh to Ronin’s words.
“Me? Making things weird?” He asks, reaching down with his hand to give Ronin’s shoulder a squeeze. He does manage to partially shift one wing out, the Pegasus one that he can drape over Ronin in a makeshift blanket, moving to tuck the Star in. He pulls out a book off the end table, one that he’d leafed through on multiple times. “Try and get some sleep Ronin.” He rumbles.
“Me? Making things weird?” He asks, reaching down with his hand to give Ronin’s shoulder a squeeze. He does manage to partially shift one wing out, the Pegasus one that he can drape over Ronin in a makeshift blanket, moving to tuck the Star in. He pulls out a book off the end table, one that he’d leafed through on multiple times. “Try and get some sleep Ronin.” He rumbles.
we'll break our own hearts
so that someone else can't
so that someone else can't
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.
