SuNJATA
the flood
He only pauses in his steps when she reaches up to dry off his hair, a soft snort leaving him at the gesture and the kindness of it – he was more than content to just drip all over the place. As for the question, he shrugs a shoulder. “Pretty often, actually.” When he wasn’t out wandering, debating his life, that is. “I eat with my shifts mostly these days.” Nate had been the cook, after all, and he’d tried and tried to learn, but he certainly wasn’t going to figure it out overnight, and the memories of the two of them working on dinner in the kitchen (even if it wasn’t this kitchen) were too much.
His steel gaze flickers over to her as she makes her selection and comments about no bread or butter, nothing unusual for him these days. Stepping over to inspect the tea she’d picked, he nods, casting his gaze down toward her. “It does. And a little bit of ginger.” He hums, opening the tin and giving it a whiff before handing it to her to see if she can smell it while he rummages around for two metal tea infusers he took from the VlamVloed.
The water in the kettle begins to heat up, though, and while it does he grabs two mugs from the top shelf to the left of the sink, pulling them out and setting them down before moving back to the tin of tea to scoop some into each one and set it in the mugs.
His steel gaze flickers over to her as she makes her selection and comments about no bread or butter, nothing unusual for him these days. Stepping over to inspect the tea she’d picked, he nods, casting his gaze down toward her. “It does. And a little bit of ginger.” He hums, opening the tin and giving it a whiff before handing it to her to see if she can smell it while he rummages around for two metal tea infusers he took from the VlamVloed.
The water in the kettle begins to heat up, though, and while it does he grabs two mugs from the top shelf to the left of the sink, pulling them out and setting them down before moving back to the tin of tea to scoop some into each one and set it in the mugs.
love will save you, but it won't save me
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
Feel free to use magic/force on Sunjata, without killing him <3
Sunjata speaks with an Australian accent and has a passive magic that makes him produce a subtle scent that matches exactly to whatever those around him most desire him to smell like.
