SUNJATA
the flood
’Ew.’ His voice raises slightly, mimicking her voice the best he can, a flicker of amusement crossing his face before it all fades at the drop of a hat. Feathers spiral down his neck, his head tilting toward her as they walk, focused on the words that leave her. “I’ll try not to.” He offers, giving her a rather sheepish smile, unsure how much the shifts affected him (though it was obvious as the days went on, the protectiveness of a dragon and his hoard growing more and more).
The streets of Haulani are met under his feet, his gaze trained ahead while Vai looks back to the waves. “That makes sense.” He offers with a quiet laugh, a small rumble. “For what it’s worth, I’m glad you’re here.” A brief pause, gaze slipping back over to her, a small half smile creeping up the corners of his lips. "And thank you for lunch." He doesn't feel like he needs to pay her back, not with the dragon ride still weighing on his shoulders with a bit of exhaustion, with the way he can see it lighting up her face still.
The streets of Haulani are met under his feet, his gaze trained ahead while Vai looks back to the waves. “That makes sense.” He offers with a quiet laugh, a small rumble. “For what it’s worth, I’m glad you’re here.” A brief pause, gaze slipping back over to her, a small half smile creeping up the corners of his lips. "And thank you for lunch." He doesn't feel like he needs to pay her back, not with the dragon ride still weighing on his shoulders with a bit of exhaustion, with the way he can see it lighting up her face still.
i can tell just what you want // you don't want to be alone
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.
