if I ever start to think straight
Pressing his hand slightly harder into Maea's back, Amun's eyes narrowed. When she spoke up, he cleared his throat and shook his head. "Nor did I." She asked the question on his mind as well, and he glanced around them, looking for some source of the voices. "We're sorry to bother her and you," he tacked on to the end of her words.
Inclining his head towards the shrine, he pointed at the offering he'd brought. "Feel free to accept my statue, if it pleases you." Grinning, he scooted a little closer to Maea so their sides were pressed together. With that he fell silent and waited to see if any answers would be forthcoming.
Inclining his head towards the shrine, he pointed at the offering he'd brought. "Feel free to accept my statue, if it pleases you." Grinning, he scooted a little closer to Maea so their sides were pressed together. With that he fell silent and waited to see if any answers would be forthcoming.
this heart will start a riot in me
Amun
