a certain darkness is needed to see the stars
She arrives late but she arrives, barefoot and bracing against the wind. It feels like she's part of a strange spy meeting; why things are so clandestine and quiet the Shield doesn't know. It seems like something Stormbreak would encourage, even celebrate - but Amalia is aware of how little she understands in this place, and how much an outsider she still is.
The others press against the cliffside and Amalia is tempted to do the same, but she resists, standing instead with her back to the sea that churns below. "I spoke to Remi - he agreed to help," the Archangel informs her co-conspirators, glancing at Finn as she says so and wondering how the Spyglass will reply. "He can bring me to and from Torchline. It may even make sense for fewer of us to go... safer that way." This is addressed pointedly to Gideon, their last conversation not yet forgotten.
The others press against the cliffside and Amalia is tempted to do the same, but she resists, standing instead with her back to the sea that churns below. "I spoke to Remi - he agreed to help," the Archangel informs her co-conspirators, glancing at Finn as she says so and wondering how the Spyglass will reply. "He can bring me to and from Torchline. It may even make sense for fewer of us to go... safer that way." This is addressed pointedly to Gideon, their last conversation not yet forgotten.
Amalia
