// maybe we're endless, maybe we're infinite //
He doesn’t entirely expect Hotaru’s voice to be so vocal, even despite the fact he’s closed off his feelings. And it’s enough to break through the harder exterior, his steel gaze glancing over to his lover with a soft apologetic smile creeping on the corners of his scarred face, listening as she follows it up through the bond that Alys can’t hear, and he figures he should perhaps be polite enough in informing the both of them (something that Hotaru already knows), of a bit more personal difficulties. Especially as Alys adds on, his attention flickering toward her with a brief glimmer of appreciation. “Hearing praise is… Difficult, with what I’ve been through.” Even if it wasn’t a direct praise, a simple you’re doing great, keep on keepin’ on was enough to have the Flood shy away. It was harder still to even give into it, to believe that it wasn’t people trying to placate him.
But more cards are spread and Sunjata’s got a rapt focus on them, managing a soft huff of a laugh and a nudge to Hotaru. Humor that fades to thoughtfulness as the truth is laid out and he has little to go off of but to believe it.
“It’s strange to think that I have had… A lot of large things occur that it’s difficult to imagine the simple day to day.” Always preparing for something more ever since he’d landed here and long before that. But he flashes Alys a softer smile, the mask loosening the second everything stops getting too close to draw his discomfort. “Ru keeps me grounded in that regard.” One step at a time, she’d said. They have the rest of their lives to figure things out.
But more cards are spread and Sunjata’s got a rapt focus on them, managing a soft huff of a laugh and a nudge to Hotaru. Humor that fades to thoughtfulness as the truth is laid out and he has little to go off of but to believe it.
“It’s strange to think that I have had… A lot of large things occur that it’s difficult to imagine the simple day to day.” Always preparing for something more ever since he’d landed here and long before that. But he flashes Alys a softer smile, the mask loosening the second everything stops getting too close to draw his discomfort. “Ru keeps me grounded in that regard.” One step at a time, she’d said. They have the rest of their lives to figure things out.
SUNJATA
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.
