// and if i was the only thing you couldn't bear to lose,
i'd set fire to the wood, just so you wouldn't have to bury me too //
i'd set fire to the wood, just so you wouldn't have to bury me too //
Assurances aside, Sunjata follows Hotaru down through the house and down the stairs, guided toward the kitchen where he can sit and attempt something close to relaxing, with gentle playfulness, something so much at odds from the stress of before. He’s glad he’s sitting, otherwise he’d likely be swaying on his feet without all the adrenaline racing through his system from before.
He idly watches her as she prepares the steak and decides on a side, his lips parting to suggest something like potatoes or the like, when she’s putting a cup of tea in front of him, his hands wrapping around the cup to let it warm him up. He sighs contently into the cup, not taking a sip yet, but instead pulling over the container of sugar and a bit of honey he’d stashed away from before.
His gaze flickers up to her at the question, his head tilting as he considers it, before nodding. “It’s healed decently enough so far, perhaps Atlas could make sure it gets mended enough that I’ll be able to fly again.” He agrees softly, managing that soft smile on his face. “I’d like that, Ru.” So he sends Haai, mentally, toward one of the back doors of the home that's large enough to allow an equine in, aiming to guide the unicorn into the home mainly since he's unsure he'd be able to stand.
He idly watches her as she prepares the steak and decides on a side, his lips parting to suggest something like potatoes or the like, when she’s putting a cup of tea in front of him, his hands wrapping around the cup to let it warm him up. He sighs contently into the cup, not taking a sip yet, but instead pulling over the container of sugar and a bit of honey he’d stashed away from before.
His gaze flickers up to her at the question, his head tilting as he considers it, before nodding. “It’s healed decently enough so far, perhaps Atlas could make sure it gets mended enough that I’ll be able to fly again.” He agrees softly, managing that soft smile on his face. “I’d like that, Ru.” So he sends Haai, mentally, toward one of the back doors of the home that's large enough to allow an equine in, aiming to guide the unicorn into the home mainly since he's unsure he'd be able to stand.
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.
