my love affair with water runs deep into my soul,
the serenity as intense as the tides ebb and flow
At Zidane's words, Amun grinned. Reaching up, he stood on his tiptoes to ruffle the much taller man's hair. The potter's gesture was equal parts playful and affectionate. "Don't worry. I'm sure something or someone will try to kill me in short order. Then you can get all violently protective." His tone was teasing, though there was probably more truth than he cared to admit in the words.
As the other man gently steered Amun away, he went easily and willingly. When Zidane pulled out a notebook, the potter glanced towards it. "Whatcha writing?" There was a great deal of curiosity and interest in Amun's voice, and he craned his neck to try and get a better look.
As the other man gently steered Amun away, he went easily and willingly. When Zidane pulled out a notebook, the potter glanced towards it. "Whatcha writing?" There was a great deal of curiosity and interest in Amun's voice, and he craned his neck to try and get a better look.
nothing is softer or more flexible than water,
yet nothing can resist it
AMUN
