[se] mama told me not to go

so is there any treason in the tricky little price I pay?

i can't open up to you

She pokes and prods at the basket, and Sunjata watches her with some amount of amusement based off what’s occurring, the holes she pokes through it – he shrugs to it with a slight hum of laughter. “I think it’s more about the thought that matters, rickety basket and all.” A small shrug, watching as she tests it. But his gaze lifts to hers when she thanks him, though he’s not entirely sure what she’s thanking him for, but he takes it anyway.

And then she calls him a weird mess of pancakes, a term he’s never heard before, but it does inspire some form of a smirk to cross his face at that. “Kind of a good guy is probably one of the best things I’ve heard about me.” He snorts, shaking his head and shrugging. “I’m definitely a troublemaker though.” He teases her at her protest, the tongue that sticks out at him. He picks up his mess of a basket and lets Haai take it to destroy it or use as part of her nest up above, and then he focuses on Libbs again.

“I should probably work on my inventory, but I’ll see you around yeah?” He suggests, imagining the woman might spend a decent amount of time here. He can tell from Haai’s point of view as she tears apart Sunjata’s basket, that she’d appreciate that too. But regardless of what kind of response he gets, he lets her go, focusing now on the parchment and ink in front of him, sifting through the bottles as he takes his time marking through the list.

- FIN for Sunjata!

me and my friends are lonely

i always figured i'd be the one to die alone

SUNJATA