light up my moon

SUNJATA

the flood

'cause my life is like a bedroom door
don't lead me in when you feel low

He focuses on Nate, snuggling in a bit closer for a brief moment, feeling the humming vibration within Nate’s throat as his voice hits his ears. A chuckle leaves him at that, releasing any of the tension in his jaw from earlier, relaxing with the ease of the words – how the night should be going, before he had to go and uproot it before it began. He rolls his eyes at the look of mock innocence over Nate’s face, though, a smirk crossing his face as Nate leans in to plant a kiss.

And he hums lightly through it. “C’mon, you can’t tell me you didn’t know.” He raises a brow in amusement, playing along for the sheer want of the lightheartedness. He presses a kiss to the Ascended’s nose, before leaning back and huffing a quiet sigh. “I trust you more than pretty much everyone else. So have at it.” He teases back. After all, everyone else was either dead or not a part of Caido.

But Nate stands, and Sunjata moves to stand as well, brushing sand from his palms and his pants and legs with his free hand, squeezing Nate’s other hand with his other. “You’d think so.” He offers with a smirk, stepping toward the middle section where there’s a cluster of trees. “What are you hoping to find?” He asks, tilting his head back toward Nate.

'cause i might make a move