amun
Unfortunately for Maea, Amun was not going to be deterred by her embarrassment. In fact, he waved a hand almost impatiently. "Yes, yes, you're talking to me now." He set the clay he was working with down.
Then he turned to her and crossed his arms. "I guess the place to start would be to ask what you've done already." A wicked grin crept onto his lips. "And to ask what you'd like to do." He winked at her.
Nodding thoughtfully, he grinned, this time much more friendly. "I'll have to check out this Hanged Man." Then he smirked a bit. "And this other man, of course. Sounds like we might get along just fine."
Then he turned to her and crossed his arms. "I guess the place to start would be to ask what you've done already." A wicked grin crept onto his lips. "And to ask what you'd like to do." He winked at her.
Nodding thoughtfully, he grinned, this time much more friendly. "I'll have to check out this Hanged Man." Then he smirked a bit. "And this other man, of course. Sounds like we might get along just fine."
Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me
