// the edge is getting closer, it's a long spiral down. it's so fun to fly 'til you hit the ground
i think i'm getting too close, i think i'm getting too close //
i think i'm getting too close, i think i'm getting too close //
“Mm, we’ll see.” Comes the easy agreement before the subject matter turns darker. The idea of nests pangs terribly against what Haai had always made, and he swallows hard as he explains what the feeling is like to Maeve. As soon as he’s managed it, though, the darkness sets into his gaze again, that hollow, cold glacial feeling that doesn’t lift even as Edmund starts stirring.
Instead, he watches as the child lifts himself higher, offering a small hug though Sunjaya knows it’s likely just to get more comfortable, and he sighs quietly as his gaze returns to Maeve. “I hope so too.” As soon as the shopkeep arrives again, Sunjata catches his attention, asking for a few blankets to be made — but one specifically in teals and blacks, with little orange fiery threads sprinkled throughout for accents. Maeve would likely know what inspired that particular choice — all while keeping Edmund held close not to drop him.
Instead, he watches as the child lifts himself higher, offering a small hug though Sunjaya knows it’s likely just to get more comfortable, and he sighs quietly as his gaze returns to Maeve. “I hope so too.” As soon as the shopkeep arrives again, Sunjata catches his attention, asking for a few blankets to be made — but one specifically in teals and blacks, with little orange fiery threads sprinkled throughout for accents. Maeve would likely know what inspired that particular choice — all while keeping Edmund held close not to drop him.
it's hard to get to heaven with my head in my hands
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.
