amun
At Zariah’s comment, Amun smirked, though it was a shadow of the looks he’d once thrown her way. ”Perhaps I’m just worried that I would be blinded by your beauty.” However, he turned to give her a long and appreciative look.
When she pressed her inquiry though, he shrugged. ”Nothing, really. I was simply curious about Halo, its customs and its people, that’s all.” His voice was disarming, with no hint of pretense. "I imagine it's far more intriguing than the Hollowed Grounds, where people seem to be obsessed with magic baskets for reasons I cannot begin to understand." He shrugged, then moved to lean against a nearby wall.
When she pressed her inquiry though, he shrugged. ”Nothing, really. I was simply curious about Halo, its customs and its people, that’s all.” His voice was disarming, with no hint of pretense. "I imagine it's far more intriguing than the Hollowed Grounds, where people seem to be obsessed with magic baskets for reasons I cannot begin to understand." He shrugged, then moved to lean against a nearby wall.
Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me
