amun
"I hope so." Amun glanced at Maea, an almost speculative look on his face. "Let me know if you'd like me to put in a good word for you. Zariah and I get along fine." The offer was made cheerfully, without any hint of guile or expectation of a return.
Smirking, he nodded sagely. "I know, right? I have a reputation to protect." As the water dripped onto him, he looked up, then slid his gaze over to her. Reaching up, he gathered some of the water in his hand, then flicked it at her.
As she bowed at him, he raised his eyebrows. Then he slipped into a bow of his own, incredibly graceful even if it was shallow. "Your wish is my command. And you can look all you like, but no touching." Tone teasing, he wagged a finger at her. Then he slipped into the lead, still holding up his hand so she could see.
Smirking, he nodded sagely. "I know, right? I have a reputation to protect." As the water dripped onto him, he looked up, then slid his gaze over to her. Reaching up, he gathered some of the water in his hand, then flicked it at her.
As she bowed at him, he raised his eyebrows. Then he slipped into a bow of his own, incredibly graceful even if it was shallow. "Your wish is my command. And you can look all you like, but no touching." Tone teasing, he wagged a finger at her. Then he slipped into the lead, still holding up his hand so she could see.
Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me
