Amalia
A deeper conversation is all I want from you-
She comes along with Sword and Harpy and starwhale, prepared for the longest night. They have called a great number of luxere this year; Amalia feels a weight fall off her at the sight of them milling around. There are dream fish, too, though they seem not to have chosen their company. Perhaps they are waiting for the foolish few who intend to venture outside.The last of the breads and pastries are in her arms, her bounty from weeks of baking and work; her clothes, her necklace, her gauntlet, her prayers, she also carries along. The rest of her supplies are already here, the shield reclaimed from Ronin's possession, the staff safe in
As Kiada slips away Amalia follows, eager to retrieve her staff. Retrieve, and pass on: as it returns to her fingers she touches the Harpy's shoulder, bringing the girl to face her, a serious expression in her eyes. "Promise me you'll take this with you when you go out, Kiada." Her tone bears no room for argument or discussion. If the Harpy must go into the night, the the Shield will not allow her to do it without being thoroughly prepared.
- I want the words you're afraid to say:
the lonely ones you keep hidden
between the folds of your heart
