[Training] try to find if it was worth what you spent

i heard you say that you've lost, you've lost, you've lost, you've lost your way

He certainly does, one of them being the scars that have taken out the compasses that had pointed to her as the northern point back in the days when they’d sit like this. Now its nothing but mangled flesh, missing ink, and more and more new intermixed with the old. A pale arm slides up her back to press between her shoulder blades, Sunjata panting through his nose as he fights against the pain in his ribs to breathe her ozone scent in, to drown and devour himself among the chilled water as if they might be able to chase away the cold.

Her fingers tangle deeper into his curls and it hitches his breath, her kiss deepens the second he’s readjusted them and he can feel the featherlight touch of her tongue against his lips and he throws all abandon to the wind – a small sound slipping from him as he opens up for her, letting her explore and take and drown herself with him as they once had. Perhaps now this time it would stick, or perhaps it would rip the bandage off a poorly healed wound.

Only time would be able to tell, wouldn’t it?

He grows greedier, though, the fingers at her shoulder blades threading through her hair, tangling in and drawing her closer and closer.

but i don't think you had much to lose, that house was never built for you

SUNJATA