SUNJATA
i am the ocean, i am the sea
“Deal.” He replies with a chuckle, but nods none the less as she comments about laundry. He appreciates the act in and of itself, always doing his best to look put together and clean. But had she been going out of her way to wash his one single shirt, that’s when he’d grow a bit concerned. Still, he lets her lead the way while walking beside her – glancing down to her now that their height difference is evident, listening while she speaks of whom this mysterious Frey is. At the mentions of gods, his brow raises further. “O-Oh.” He stammers for a moment, before he collects himself and grins with a raised brow at her. “I’m new here, haven’t heard of any of the gods really. But they seem like they might be up my alley too. Perhaps I should pay them a visit too.” It sounds as though he’s cheerfully jesting, but deep down it’s truthful. Who wouldn’t want to align with that? She mentions she’s a midwife, and he nods in response to that, not paying it much mind. It seemed like a typical job for a woman, something he could support. “Got your hands full with babies here?” He questions with a tilt to his head and that same charming grin.
there is a world inside of me
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.
