and all this devotion was rushing over me
There's no treat for the curious monkey, just a warm rush of greeting through the Attuned bond, delight at meeting another creature of Rae - especially one so very different from any Amalia has met. Jyoti croons another note of her own, circling around the Shield's head before coming to boop Ophelia with her snoot - should the monkey allow, of course.
Amalia retracts her hand, allowing the companions to continue getting acquainted and focusing her attention onto Falke. A white poppy has bloomed behind her right ear, curious and coiling through her hair as she considers this topic of conversation. "Ludo might be able to tell you more," she suggests softly, rolling her shoulders in a shrug. "Or... the ones who returned. Not that Cian would allow us to speak to them."
And now Amalia closes off, the bright curiosity abruptly shuttered behind a film of pain. It's still a difficult thing to talk about or think of, her loved ones brought back by means that she disagrees with so strongly. Dark eyes slide away from Falke, and the flower fades and wilts. "Sorry," the girl mumbles as Jyoti returns to comfort her, the little calf rubbing a starlit side against her bonded's cheek. "Um. How, uh, how is your leg?"
Amalia retracts her hand, allowing the companions to continue getting acquainted and focusing her attention onto Falke. A white poppy has bloomed behind her right ear, curious and coiling through her hair as she considers this topic of conversation. "Ludo might be able to tell you more," she suggests softly, rolling her shoulders in a shrug. "Or... the ones who returned. Not that Cian would allow us to speak to them."
And now Amalia closes off, the bright curiosity abruptly shuttered behind a film of pain. It's still a difficult thing to talk about or think of, her loved ones brought back by means that she disagrees with so strongly. Dark eyes slide away from Falke, and the flower fades and wilts. "Sorry," the girl mumbles as Jyoti returns to comfort her, the little calf rubbing a starlit side against her bonded's cheek. "Um. How, uh, how is your leg?"
Amalia
