SUNJATA
the flood
anyway, you say you're too busy
saving everybody else to save yourself
saving everybody else to save yourself
Her dismissal of his offer is met with another quiet nod. He knows he probably should try to rest and recoup, but his mind is whirling, spinning around with so many things to say and yet nothing lands on his tongue. It’s frustrating, somewhat sad, but he nods nonetheless to the offering — running his fingers along the furs again and settling back with his head pressed back against the plus chair.
As the fire begins to warm the room, he becomes far more comfortable, and listens quietly as she asks him if he’s okay. And he wonders what part she’s asking — if he’s okay mentally? Physically? Just in general? He doesn’t know how to answer right away, and so he simply closes his eyes and lets his head continue to rest, tilted back against the chair. “Better now.” He tells her quietly, honestly. Though it’s unclear of the reason why, at least at first.
“I’ve slept quite poorly with the wound… maybe a few hours a night? No way to get comfortable that wouldn’t hurt it.” He says with a soft and quiet sigh, shifting in the seat a small amount and opening his eyes to look at her. “Are you alright?” His accented rumble crosses the air, a dark brow raised toward her.
As the fire begins to warm the room, he becomes far more comfortable, and listens quietly as she asks him if he’s okay. And he wonders what part she’s asking — if he’s okay mentally? Physically? Just in general? He doesn’t know how to answer right away, and so he simply closes his eyes and lets his head continue to rest, tilted back against the chair. “Better now.” He tells her quietly, honestly. Though it’s unclear of the reason why, at least at first.
“I’ve slept quite poorly with the wound… maybe a few hours a night? No way to get comfortable that wouldn’t hurt it.” He says with a soft and quiet sigh, shifting in the seat a small amount and opening his eyes to look at her. “Are you alright?” His accented rumble crosses the air, a dark brow raised toward her.
and you don't want no help, oh well
that's the story to tell
that's the story to tell
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.
