looking back it’s all the same

"Chilly?" Frey's voice blooms from the stillness of the glade, and with it comes a rush of spring warmth that eases the tension that the cold has inspired in Sunjata's shoulders. 'You know, I half expected to see you a few days after I gave you this quest...' A patch of snow begins to melt rapidly, and within the shocking growth of clover that appears beneath it, Frey lounges with sensual causality. "What took you so long, mmm?" Nothing in their voice sounds disappointed, only curious. For one with Sunjata's inclinations and with such a pretty face, the task he had been set should have been child's play.