meet me where the falling stars live
i will wait for you
Sam's surprise startles Amalia in turn, the Shield taking a half-step back at the sudden reaction from the Ascended. The presence of bugs is news to her, but of course she hasn't spent much time in the Atheneum of late; regardless, Amalia licks her lips, still not fully convinced by this plan. "And when it starts pooping everywhere? Or takes pages from books to make a nest? Where is it going to get water?" She raises an eyebrow, a silent hmm?
Leaning against the bookshelf Amalia looks once more at the fluttering bat. "Maybe it'll be happy for a while, but... bats need space to fly. Even a big cage is still a cage." She glances at Sam again, something wry in her eyes. "We should know, right?"
Leaning against the bookshelf Amalia looks once more at the fluttering bat. "Maybe it'll be happy for a while, but... bats need space to fly. Even a big cage is still a cage." She glances at Sam again, something wry in her eyes. "We should know, right?"
day and night
