don't you know i'm no good for you?
Indeed he does as he explained he preferred the floor for, long legs stretching out with a quiet sigh as the burn tugs against fresh skin. He focuses on the subject, at the similarities to how Sunjata had also felt a long time ago. But it doesn’t feel right to bring up his previous problems, not how he understands without taking away from it. So instead he focuses on what Ronin can’t decide between, a low hum leaving him as the Star grabs the whiskey, Sunjata leaning over to grab a glass. “You can keep the bottle but save me some.” He rumbles, lifting the glass a bit for a pour.
But as for not knowing what to do? Sunjata’s been there. He gets not knowing how to get out everything that’s wrong. “Start small. It’s easier that way.” He lets his steel gaze flicker up to Ronin’s face. “Maybe one day you do stay in bed all day. Maybe a couple days later you go and tear shit up. Nobody will care or blame you.” Certainly not the Arbiter sitting on the floor.
“Maybe one day you have quiet company, making shitty little forts out of whatever’s in the house to hide away in and put your mind toward something else for a bit.” A raise of his brow to that, gesturing to the blankets tossed about with his free hand, a small smile curling the corner of his lip up.
But as for not knowing what to do? Sunjata’s been there. He gets not knowing how to get out everything that’s wrong. “Start small. It’s easier that way.” He lets his steel gaze flicker up to Ronin’s face. “Maybe one day you do stay in bed all day. Maybe a couple days later you go and tear shit up. Nobody will care or blame you.” Certainly not the Arbiter sitting on the floor.
“Maybe one day you have quiet company, making shitty little forts out of whatever’s in the house to hide away in and put your mind toward something else for a bit.” A raise of his brow to that, gesturing to the blankets tossed about with his free hand, a small smile curling the corner of his lip up.
i've learned to lose, you can't afford to
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.
