and look for the stars as the sun goes down
each breath that you take has a thunderous sound
each breath that you take has a thunderous sound
Whatever discussion they may have had is thoroughly disrupted by the incident with the woman, the trains of thought abandoned in the face of this new, unexpected conflict. Fortunately the water does its work, Amalia's heart clenching in painful empathy as she watches the stranger regain her senses, loss and shock washing over her face. It is an experience the Shield remembers keenly, and one she feels a great responsibility for.
Shrugging off the last of the vines, Amalia reaches for the woman, wrapping her arm across shaking shoulders. "It's okay. You were sick, but you're better- for now." Glancing up to Loren, the baker shakes her head. "Any contact seems to work."
She takes as much of the woman's weight as she will give, looking to Loren again. "I'm going to get her home and settled. We'll... we'll talk again soon, okay?" With a last sad smile Amalia turns away, letting the woman guide her down the familiar Settlement roads.
{fin!}
Shrugging off the last of the vines, Amalia reaches for the woman, wrapping her arm across shaking shoulders. "It's okay. You were sick, but you're better- for now." Glancing up to Loren, the baker shakes her head. "Any contact seems to work."
She takes as much of the woman's weight as she will give, looking to Loren again. "I'm going to get her home and settled. We'll... we'll talk again soon, okay?" With a last sad smile Amalia turns away, letting the woman guide her down the familiar Settlement roads.
{fin!}
Amalia
