full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Amun narrowed his eyes at Maea. Reaching out, he poked her in the forehead. "Are you doubting my ability to clothe you properly?" Sniffing, he resumed braiding her hair. Shaking his head, he clicked his tongue a few times. "I dress entirely appropriately for whatever situation I find myself in." Indeed, right now he was clothed in a durable shirt and pants in shades of brown and a plain set of boots.
"Of course I'm upset. He could kill you, anyone really, without effort. It's pure luck that he didn't just eradicate you and forget about your existence." He scowled. "Ronin nearly killed me with one attack, and Remi is far stronger."
"Of course I'm upset. He could kill you, anyone really, without effort. It's pure luck that he didn't just eradicate you and forget about your existence." He scowled. "Ronin nearly killed me with one attack, and Remi is far stronger."
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