a certain darkness is needed to see the stars
The comment, thinly-veiled accusation that it is, has Amalia looking away with eyes closed tightly. "Sam does a good job of framing things to his advantage," the Shield admits unhappily, her alto voice tight with anger. Still powerfully bitter from her last encounter with her brother, the girl finds herself easily siding with Nate on this, despite their unhappy history.
Are the Ascended soulless? In truth, Amalia is still unclear on this. "I don't know if... if they have souls still, while they're alive. But I know that their souls go somewhere else when they die." Shrugging she steps back even further, wiping small cuts that have grown on her knuckles thoughtfully with her thumb. "You would need to ask Ludo for more information. Or Deimos- he was hoping to retrieve Rexanna's soul." Safrin's warning rings in her ears. This is not her path.
Glancing back up at Sunjata, Amalia smiles suddenly, uncertainly, almost a little shy. "I... I should go. I'm sorry for before... congratulations." Gods, she always manages to make a mess of herself around him.
Are the Ascended soulless? In truth, Amalia is still unclear on this. "I don't know if... if they have souls still, while they're alive. But I know that their souls go somewhere else when they die." Shrugging she steps back even further, wiping small cuts that have grown on her knuckles thoughtfully with her thumb. "You would need to ask Ludo for more information. Or Deimos- he was hoping to retrieve Rexanna's soul." Safrin's warning rings in her ears. This is not her path.
Glancing back up at Sunjata, Amalia smiles suddenly, uncertainly, almost a little shy. "I... I should go. I'm sorry for before... congratulations." Gods, she always manages to make a mess of herself around him.
Amalia
