my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
Amun actually grinned at Wessex's comment about the boat. "I would be happy to take you for a cruise." Then his expression grew thoughtful. Rubbing his chin, he finally sighed. "But not everyone is going to want to visit Torchline. For a variety of reasons."
Beginning to pace, he found himself channeling that unsettled feeling into his movements and his plans. "What about something at the Safehouse. Or better yet, the Artist's Sanctuary? I know Bastien and Rexanna don't want to travel too far, and I've been to a party there before. It's pretty fun." He glanced at her, wondering what she'd make of that. "As dumb as it sounds we can do icebreakers and getting to know you games. Heck, even trust exercises if we have to."
Then his expression grew a bit wicked. "And if we have to knock sense into a few heads, well, family's roughhouse too?" He winked at her. "Or so I've heard."
Beginning to pace, he found himself channeling that unsettled feeling into his movements and his plans. "What about something at the Safehouse. Or better yet, the Artist's Sanctuary? I know Bastien and Rexanna don't want to travel too far, and I've been to a party there before. It's pretty fun." He glanced at her, wondering what she'd make of that. "As dumb as it sounds we can do icebreakers and getting to know you games. Heck, even trust exercises if we have to."
Then his expression grew a bit wicked. "And if we have to knock sense into a few heads, well, family's roughhouse too?" He winked at her. "Or so I've heard."
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
