right by the entrance you broke, finally reality's taking its hold
A lifetime of them for him, undeserving as he is. Undeserving as he feels. But she arrives, her voice a surprising balm, one that lifts his attention from the offerings he’s brought, watching as she steps forward in a brilliant white – stunning as she always is, and perhaps for one of the first times since everything, Sunjata finds her presence enough to drain some of the tension from his shoulders. It arrives in a quiet sigh, his hand still on his tattooed sleeve, twisting a fraction as he dips his head in understanding. “Given my recent visit, I felt it was at least part of an apology.” He offers, surprisingly honest.
But he strides forward regardless, moving to sit beside her as she’s offered, trying to loosen his jaw enough to speak. “I’m sorry for how I acted.” There’s the true apology, for the way he’s been walking this tightrope, for the heartbreak it continues to bring. “I feel as though I’m failing everyone.” He admits, even if it feels like it’s crushing his soul to do so. “That I have been ever since my father arrived and it’s been one thing after another and another and I don’t know when it ends and I don’t know how much more I can take.” His gaze lifts to Safrin’s face, his gaze shadowed and heavy and dark.
But he strides forward regardless, moving to sit beside her as she’s offered, trying to loosen his jaw enough to speak. “I’m sorry for how I acted.” There’s the true apology, for the way he’s been walking this tightrope, for the heartbreak it continues to bring. “I feel as though I’m failing everyone.” He admits, even if it feels like it’s crushing his soul to do so. “That I have been ever since my father arrived and it’s been one thing after another and another and I don’t know when it ends and I don’t know how much more I can take.” His gaze lifts to Safrin’s face, his gaze shadowed and heavy and dark.
you're not who you were, but you can't let it go
you're not where you're from, but you're always alone
you're not where you're from, but you're always alone
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.
