full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Amun shook his head at Lena, though he smiled. Reaching out with his foot, he nudged Zhanshi away from the bag even as the woman snatched it. The landshark promptly bit down on the toes of the potter's shoes. "None of that now," the Ascended admonished. His companion released his footwear and dove underground again.
"I'll admit I'm not good at setting boundaries," Amun informed her with a laugh. "And yes, he is. It's hard to stop him from coming with me everywhere." Chuckling, he grinned fondly down at the small disturbance in the ground that marked Zhanshi's passing.
"Oh, he absolutely has." Sighing, the potter cupped his chin in his hand. "I'm doing my best to convince him that he's worthy of affection, but it's slow going." He inclined his head at her thanks. "Since you have been a wonderful listeners and excellent advice giver, is there anything I can answer? Any burning questions you might have?"
"I'll admit I'm not good at setting boundaries," Amun informed her with a laugh. "And yes, he is. It's hard to stop him from coming with me everywhere." Chuckling, he grinned fondly down at the small disturbance in the ground that marked Zhanshi's passing.
"Oh, he absolutely has." Sighing, the potter cupped his chin in his hand. "I'm doing my best to convince him that he's worthy of affection, but it's slow going." He inclined his head at her thanks. "Since you have been a wonderful listeners and excellent advice giver, is there anything I can answer? Any burning questions you might have?"
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