make peace with your broken pieces
"A way to keep tabs on the murderers of Caido, at least." The shittiest superpower it may be, but at least this way she knows. Not that she's done anything useful with that knowledge.. but should things escalate, should they come more to a head, she can at least step in.
It seems he's picked up on her thoughts. Mouth drawn into a mirthless smile, Amalia merely shrugs. "I don't even know if I'm supposed to stop it anymore," she admits. "Before, with Roana, I was so certain, but now... now I really don't know."
Honestly, Amalia is genuinely surprised to learn that Ludo hasn't been tasked with its genocidal mission: if anyone were to be wielded so it seems only fitting that the god should choose the sharpest knife in its arsenal. Making no effort to hide her surprise, the Shield takes a seat beside the Alchemist and reaches into her bag. "Then what are you going to do about it?" she asks almost calmly, extracting a honey cake to offer to Remi, as though this were a simple picnic and not a discussion of morals and death.
It seems he's picked up on her thoughts. Mouth drawn into a mirthless smile, Amalia merely shrugs. "I don't even know if I'm supposed to stop it anymore," she admits. "Before, with Roana, I was so certain, but now... now I really don't know."
Honestly, Amalia is genuinely surprised to learn that Ludo hasn't been tasked with its genocidal mission: if anyone were to be wielded so it seems only fitting that the god should choose the sharpest knife in its arsenal. Making no effort to hide her surprise, the Shield takes a seat beside the Alchemist and reaches into her bag. "Then what are you going to do about it?" she asks almost calmly, extracting a honey cake to offer to Remi, as though this were a simple picnic and not a discussion of morals and death.
shield of safrin
