SuNjATA
the flood
“It was a bit impulsive, but it worked out.” He tells her with a light nod, a smile crossing his face at the recollection, but keeping himself from voicing the fact he’d kissed Safrin. Judging by their own interactions recently, he thinks it’s perhaps best to keep it quiet. And so he does, nodding to her as she continues on, uncertain where the conversation has gone but still not quite ready to go yet — despite what happened, he still enjoys her company.
She mentions Lusea wanting him to care subconsciously and he nods lightly to that. “She knows. But I can’t voice it, you know.” He gives her a wink before pushing himself off the bookshelf he’s leaning against and looks along the spines. “Is there anything in particular you’re looking for? I can help you look?” He asks quietly.
She mentions Lusea wanting him to care subconsciously and he nods lightly to that. “She knows. But I can’t voice it, you know.” He gives her a wink before pushing himself off the bookshelf he’s leaning against and looks along the spines. “Is there anything in particular you’re looking for? I can help you look?” He asks quietly.
get a load of this trainwreck
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.
