it's bad enough to see the sunlight through your seams
There’s acknowledgement in the moniker that Mateo speaks, and there’s a soft smile that spreads across his scarred face – one that does falter for a fraction at the Italian, giving him pause as he focuses on the man a bit longer. It’s words he hasn’t heard in a long while, in an accent he hasn’t heard in a while, but for the sake of everything he files that particular memory away in a corner, blocked and hidden where he can swallow it down some place else. Some place private.
“Oh!” He says, his accented voice surprised as he steps a bit closer as if surveying Mateo with a calculating eye. “You’ve grown, I apologize that I hadn’t recognized you earlier.” He starts to explain before cutting himself off, shaking his head about the offering of Ghilio. “I was just leaving from speaking with Frey. This is one of the paths I take to get home.” A shoulder rises and falls in a shrug, before he starts to inspect the vine glittering with dew.
“Oh!” He says, his accented voice surprised as he steps a bit closer as if surveying Mateo with a calculating eye. “You’ve grown, I apologize that I hadn’t recognized you earlier.” He starts to explain before cutting himself off, shaking his head about the offering of Ghilio. “I was just leaving from speaking with Frey. This is one of the paths I take to get home.” A shoulder rises and falls in a shrug, before he starts to inspect the vine glittering with dew.
the flood
the thread of you and hem of me, it's bad enough in between
totally sniped from odd ilu
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.
