amun
"I won't but I appreciate the sentiment." As Maea went on to explain her encounter with Wessex, however, Amun grew slightly less playful. "Huh. Weird." He shrugged. "Well, she's been in a good mood recently. Maybe she's finally learned to how show a little heart. And not by like, ripping it out of someone's chest." Smirking a bit, he glanced slyly at the Loreseeker.
However, then Maea had to go and bring up The Voice. "We're fine with it, so long as you don't expect us to love your gods either." Giving her a considering look, Amun squeezed her shoulders where his arm was draped over them. "It's just a future. It's not the future, since that's going to be what we make of it."
However, then Maea had to go and bring up The Voice. "We're fine with it, so long as you don't expect us to love your gods either." Giving her a considering look, Amun squeezed her shoulders where his arm was draped over them. "It's just a future. It's not the future, since that's going to be what we make of it."
Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me
