amun
Amun just nodded in response to Korbin's question. Then the potter remembered he'd dimmed the glow. Reigniting the square, he nodded again. As the hunter offered his condolences and understanding, the Ascended turned to face him more slowly. For a moment, he didn't respond. Slowly, though, he held up his hand. Me too.
For a moment he held it there before shifting the message. Sorry about bro. Giving the other man a truly sympathetic look, Amun glanced away again at Korbin's next set of questions. Yes. Yes, the potter was both angry and sad. Mostly, though he was tired, as tired as Ascended could get. That was evident in the way he stared at nothing in particular as he let his head fall back against the wall of the cathedral once more.
For a moment he held it there before shifting the message. Sorry about bro. Giving the other man a truly sympathetic look, Amun glanced away again at Korbin's next set of questions. Yes. Yes, the potter was both angry and sad. Mostly, though he was tired, as tired as Ascended could get. That was evident in the way he stared at nothing in particular as he let his head fall back against the wall of the cathedral once more.
Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me
