AMALIA
He doesn't pull away and she takes it as acceptance, her embrace tightening and the purr rising in volume. How many times had he given her similar support, a quiet and unyielding affection in the darkest of moments? She clings to him now like a buoy, desperate to let him know that in the ocean of his grief there is still something to hold onto, people who want nothing more than to keep him from drowning.
There are few things that would have made Amalia release Remi in that moment: the news he gives her is not one of them, but oh, if it isn't close. Reeling back in stunned surprise, she tries to search the Alchemist's face for confirmation. "A... child?" the Shield repeats stupidly, arms still around Remi's shoulder. "He- She- how? When? Did - are you-" Still stunned, she trails off, her brows furrowing in bewilderment and concern while something like envy prickles in her breast.
There are few things that would have made Amalia release Remi in that moment: the news he gives her is not one of them, but oh, if it isn't close. Reeling back in stunned surprise, she tries to search the Alchemist's face for confirmation. "A... child?" the Shield repeats stupidly, arms still around Remi's shoulder. "He- She- how? When? Did - are you-" Still stunned, she trails off, her brows furrowing in bewilderment and concern while something like envy prickles in her breast.
