my love affair with water runs deep into my soul,
the serenity as intense as the tides ebb and flow
Grinning wickedly at Sunjata's words, Amun chuckled. "Too late, tall drink. You said no, and that's your loss." He winked at the bartender, though the potter's eyes had narrowed slightly at the comment.
Nodding at the other man's explanation, the Ascended moved as cautiously as he could as he wiped away the almost sluggish blood. His eyes were glued to the crimson liquid, and subconsciously he licked his lips. However, he forced himself to look up (and up and up) at Sunjata's face. "I know the healers here are shit and all, but have you considered getting this stitched close?" Amun looked back down at the wound.
Nodding at the other man's explanation, the Ascended moved as cautiously as he could as he wiped away the almost sluggish blood. His eyes were glued to the crimson liquid, and subconsciously he licked his lips. However, he forced himself to look up (and up and up) at Sunjata's face. "I know the healers here are shit and all, but have you considered getting this stitched close?" Amun looked back down at the wound.
nothing is softer or more flexible than water,
yet nothing can resist it
AMUN
