[se] who knows the way to make a proper home

my whole life is mine, but whoever says so will deprive me,

for it is infinite.

Chuckling at the accusation, Amun narrowed his eyes at Maea. He held up the bowl so she could get a better look at his efforts in beating the cream. "I wasn't aware there were rules. What else should I know, so I can go ahead and break them?" As she turned down his offer, he inclined his head.

Grinning, he nodded as she worked on a base for their treat. Shrugging, he inspected the cream before pouring it into the bowl with the jam and beginning to stir them together with a spoon. "Peace offering, distraction, desperate effort to make them like me more, call it what you will."

by being moved I exert my empire,

making the dreams of night real

AMUN