arms give away your need
For Ronin it’s a simple relief that Amalia is drinking something, because he’s got the impression that dehydration might be the real killer in an illness like this. He smiles reassuringly to her as she draws deeply from the canteen, reaching out to help steady her. But then suddenly she’s speaking to him - actually speaking - and he blinks at her with wide eyes. ”Ama?” he says softly, tilting his head. ”You think what wor—oof.”
He’s forced to catch her in her embrace, though he’s hugging her tightly in return, just glad to be able to check her over properly. ”What do you mean? Taking a drink cured you?” It was that simple? His stomach flip-flops at the thought of it, and it’s all he can do not to scoop Amalia up into his arms and sprint away across the sand with her.
He’s forced to catch her in her embrace, though he’s hugging her tightly in return, just glad to be able to check her over properly. ”What do you mean? Taking a drink cured you?” It was that simple? His stomach flip-flops at the thought of it, and it’s all he can do not to scoop Amalia up into his arms and sprint away across the sand with her.
tie them up and around me
and play me as you please
RONIN
