SUNJATA
She takes his arm, and he lifts her up — finding her to be surprisingly light all things considered, before he shrugs his shoulders. He reaches up with a hand to rub the back of his neck before he chuckles at her next comment. “So I’ve been told a few times.” He mumbles before his hands drop to his sides to take the shirt. “Swimming, mostly.” He jests to her with a wink before his gaze follows the bag of goodies. His smirk shifts to a smile and he takes them as well, “If it’s anything like the cake last night I’m sure they’re incredible.” He compliments before his steel gaze notices the small red mark on her nose and his brows furrow.He reaches out with his free hand, to touch her elbow gently. “You took a pretty hard fall, though, so you need to relax a bit?” His head tilts, figuring that he’d take her back to the clinic where she had all sorts of medicines for likely a bruised tailbone or whatever else had happened.
not yet corpses,
still we rot
still we rot
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.
