no one's coming to save you, swing that sword that you made
“Maybe.” He agrees, though he isn’t sure why or when. The war was over, why would there need to be a wishing well made now? He’s cynical, though, shrugging off the majority of other questions he has revolving around its existence, biting back any sour comments he might want to make.
She looks up at him, though, and his tired steel meets her pebble blues, and when she speaks he nods, still keeping any prior comments locked behind his teeth. “I didn’t know where you went.” He says quietly, knowing that she hadn’t been the same after the goodbye from Varus at the Festival. He’d given her space and time to work it out, just as much as he had after Nate.
Perhaps that wasn’t what was needed though. And unfortunately, it’s still an event that he’s reeling from, making it difficult for him to put himself forward to make others feel better when he couldn’t even do it for himself. “It’s okay. Neither have I.” Between prepping for the brothel, the continued nightly affair of nightmares, the main difference was that he was at least eating more. “How far have you gotten?” He asks, chin jutting toward the cart she pulls.
She looks up at him, though, and his tired steel meets her pebble blues, and when she speaks he nods, still keeping any prior comments locked behind his teeth. “I didn’t know where you went.” He says quietly, knowing that she hadn’t been the same after the goodbye from Varus at the Festival. He’d given her space and time to work it out, just as much as he had after Nate.
Perhaps that wasn’t what was needed though. And unfortunately, it’s still an event that he’s reeling from, making it difficult for him to put himself forward to make others feel better when he couldn’t even do it for himself. “It’s okay. Neither have I.” Between prepping for the brothel, the continued nightly affair of nightmares, the main difference was that he was at least eating more. “How far have you gotten?” He asks, chin jutting toward the cart she pulls.
the flood
with the pain that they gave you, like the pain is gonna save you
totally sniped from odd ilu
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.
