SUNJATA
i am the ocean, i am the sea
Thank the gods for that pink dragon. As Jata guides her and passes off the comment he’d worked all day, he notices the dragon keeping her in place. He gives her the glass of water without noticing her shaking hands at first. That is, until he reaches the stove once more, eyes flitting back to look at her when she makes a comment.It explains why he hadn’t found her at the clinic. It also explains Pim’s unusual behavior toward him. And his brows knit together with another bout of worry. He pulls the food from the stove, thinking it’s probably done, before he turns to her again and sees her shaking hands as the water in the glass dances up the sides. “Gods, Phoebe, what is going on?” He asks with an edge to his voice, placing some food on a plate for her and moving toward the table to place it before her. “Eat something, please?” The edge is worry, is strain on the syllables as his steel gaze captures her face.
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.
