my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,
for it is infinite.
Groaning, Amun rolled his eyes. Pouting, he met Maea's gaze. "Homework? Aren't I a bit old for that?" He swept his arms down his body and let out a whine. Still, he winked at her.
Slinging an arm across her shoulder again, he smiled. "It was a long shot anyway." Looking at the room, he narrowed his eyes. "I'll try not to be offended that you don't want to join the Art-isan's Guild." Reaching out, he booped her in the nose. "I personally am happy to call scholarly output art." He waggled his eyebrows even as he let himself be steered towards the door and the hallway beyond.
Slinging an arm across her shoulder again, he smiled. "It was a long shot anyway." Looking at the room, he narrowed his eyes. "I'll try not to be offended that you don't want to join the Art-isan's Guild." Reaching out, he booped her in the nose. "I personally am happy to call scholarly output art." He waggled his eyebrows even as he let himself be steered towards the door and the hallway beyond.
by being moved I exert my empire,
making the dreams of night real
AMUN
