fightin' with my shadow, that is somethin' i am good at / givin' me the power that is provin' to have backlash
A light hum is given to Quanil at their reply to his approval, a small smile growing on the corners of his lips. A nod is granted back to them as they ask if they can unwrap them, despite not really needing to answer as Quanil begins to unwrap them on their own. “You did pretty well, just keep up the practice. You can fill sacks with sand and hang them when you’re back at the grounds if you want a bit more practice.” He offers, gesturing to Quanil’s hand wraps. “And you can keep those for practice as well.” Another addition, a somewhat warm smile.
But the smile falters ever so slightly when Quanil asks what they can help him with, and he tilts his head a small amount as he watches them with a light smile. “I think I’m doing alright.” He rumbles, unable to think of anything else. “Thanks though. You should probably head home and get some rest though. You’ll need it.” A wink granted as Sunjata moves to unwrap his own hands.
But the smile falters ever so slightly when Quanil asks what they can help him with, and he tilts his head a small amount as he watches them with a light smile. “I think I’m doing alright.” He rumbles, unable to think of anything else. “Thanks though. You should probably head home and get some rest though. You’ll need it.” A wink granted as Sunjata moves to unwrap his own hands.
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.
