my heart and soul were never mine to own, what do you care to die for?
He’s never exactly been told that he looks kind, so the slight compliment has him tilting his head a small amount towards Sam with the bit of confusion that sprinkles across his face with it. “There’s usually a reason someone does something to get into the prison. Doesn’t mean it needs to result in death.” If he’s being honest, Sunjata’s had more than enough of death in his life, too intimately familiar with it to want to continue the trend.
He’s just glad Sam doesn’t ask for more about it.
So when the question, stuttered as it is, is uttered of whether or not he’d walk Sam back to Zeph’s, he considers it. It is his job after all, so he offers Sam and easy smile, something almost lazy crossing his face as he nods. “Sure.” Letting Haai go, the griffin gives up the amusement of bothering the Ascended and tucks her wings in tight behind her while Sunjata moves to stand, to exhale as the wound is pulled. But he makes room for Sam to start to lead the way.
He’s just glad Sam doesn’t ask for more about it.
So when the question, stuttered as it is, is uttered of whether or not he’d walk Sam back to Zeph’s, he considers it. It is his job after all, so he offers Sam and easy smile, something almost lazy crossing his face as he nods. “Sure.” Letting Haai go, the griffin gives up the amusement of bothering the Ascended and tucks her wings in tight behind her while Sunjata moves to stand, to exhale as the wound is pulled. But he makes room for Sam to start to lead the way.
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.
