i bank on the funeral
There’s a laugh that leaves his throat at Loren’s chiding. “Is it obvious I try to stay away?” He teases the other man, shoulders rising and falling in a shrug. And he had — actively tried to avoid getting caught up with anything that related to children. But the mention of Maea has him reconsidering his words, wondering if Maea has told him before or not, imagining she should because wouldn’t that be important for someone healing you to know?
“Well, she can’t have them.” He says with a small shrug again, head tilting somewhat as he focuses on the summoner when he speaks. “People always find a way.” There’s an amused pulse sent toward him. “You tried to push me away, I tried to push you away. And here we are.” He gestures to the pool around him.
At the mention of what Loren isn’t, his gaze lands back on the summoner. “Whatever terrible thing you think you are.” A brief pause and a smile. “You're not.”
“Well, she can’t have them.” He says with a small shrug again, head tilting somewhat as he focuses on the summoner when he speaks. “People always find a way.” There’s an amused pulse sent toward him. “You tried to push me away, I tried to push you away. And here we are.” He gestures to the pool around him.
At the mention of what Loren isn’t, his gaze lands back on the summoner. “Whatever terrible thing you think you are.” A brief pause and a smile. “You're not.”
'cause i learned all my lessons that way
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.
