the mission is destined to sail

Amalia I took the stars from our eyes and I made a map I knew that somehow I could find my way back There is something in Jigano's words that set Amalia on edge, defensiveness rising swiftly to her breast and fading down again. She's grateful when Sam speaks up instead, agreeing to leave the Grounds; with a nod of appreciation she accepts his choice, knowing well the protectiveness he must feel for their home. "I'll look after our people," Amalia murmurs, her voice a promise for her brother. They are the only Naturals at the table, something she is keenly aware of in the moments that stretch on now. Evie and Kiada are both strong women to watch their people in Halo, and people she trusts. As for preparing for Deepfrost... "I'll work on building the spark perch early this year," the Shield murmurs, glancing around before turning her gaze to the able. "I can speak to... to most animals, now. So perhaps I can ask it to come again this year, to protect us. I've also been working on preparing rations for our people- those who stay and the refugees." Then I heard your heart beating, you were in the darkness too So I stayed in the darkness with you