i bank on the funeral
“Oh no, whatever would we do?” He teases the summoner back, a playful smirk crossing his face paired with the amusement Loren sends. And after that, he focuses on the water, on telling Loren that people are happy and healthy which Loren begins to shift to a darker topic. Luckily for the summoner, Sunjata knows that train of thought full well, and he shrugs his tattooed shoulders to that.
“Well then they’re missing out on being healed at the end of the day. And that’s not your fault, just their stupid Halovian pride.” Shrugging again, Sunjata offers him a smaller smile. “I’ve noticed, though. Mine get that way too so it’s about the same as preaching to the choir.” He hums a quieter laugh to that, trying to lighten the mood at the end of the day.
“Well then they’re missing out on being healed at the end of the day. And that’s not your fault, just their stupid Halovian pride.” Shrugging again, Sunjata offers him a smaller smile. “I’ve noticed, though. Mine get that way too so it’s about the same as preaching to the choir.” He hums a quieter laugh to that, trying to lighten the mood at the end of the day.
'cause i learned all my lessons that way
SUNJATA
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
