my heart and soul were never mine to own, what do you care to die for?
Sam begins to lean back, after finding whatever it was he was searching for in the Korofian’s face. So Sunjata leans back as well, still keeping his hand at Haai’s neck and his other along the wound, head tilting slightly as he listens through the stutters – brows furrowing and his gaze sharpening a small amount at the fact that Samuel wanted to leave the Voice. And… How oddly similar it sounded to Nate’s frustrations any time it was brought up.
So he bites down on his tongue a small amount until Samuel continues and Sunjata’s frown deepens, some sort of surprise and shock flashing in his steel gaze that remains trained on Sam. “She took everything?” He questions, placing a knee down on the floor now to keep his balance as he stares. “How… How are you going to get the fluid you need?” Concern crosses his face – because regardless of whether or not Sunjata liked Samuel, whether or not Nate liked Samuel, it didn’t mean that he wanted to see the other man die because of something like this.
So he bites down on his tongue a small amount until Samuel continues and Sunjata’s frown deepens, some sort of surprise and shock flashing in his steel gaze that remains trained on Sam. “She took everything?” He questions, placing a knee down on the floor now to keep his balance as he stares. “How… How are you going to get the fluid you need?” Concern crosses his face – because regardless of whether or not Sunjata liked Samuel, whether or not Nate liked Samuel, it didn’t mean that he wanted to see the other man die because of something like this.
we die alone, we'll all die young
what do you care to die for? what do you care to die from?
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.
