even when i was a child
i’ve always known there was something to be frightened of
i’ve always known there was something to be frightened of
"They should make amends to those they've wronged. Repay their debts through service, instead of pain. Nobody is helped by this system." She shakes her head, clearly set in her dislike for the criminal justice system Stormbreak seems to boast. But it is something October has grown up with, and as stubborn as Amalia is, she does not want to argue with someone who could be a friend. So she shrugs expressively, hands up in a but so it is motion, and turns back toward the crowd.
"So. Tennis balls." It's an offered bone (get it?), a way to bring their conversation back to pleasant things. "What makes it a 'tennis' ball?" She's stepped off the curb now, towards the crowds that mill about the various vendors and stands. One of them entices her with its array of spices; unthinking, Amalia partially shifts her nose, sensitive feline nostrils flaring to take in the aroma, carefully separating it from the stench of the street.
"So. Tennis balls." It's an offered bone (get it?), a way to bring their conversation back to pleasant things. "What makes it a 'tennis' ball?" She's stepped off the curb now, towards the crowds that mill about the various vendors and stands. One of them entices her with its array of spices; unthinking, Amalia partially shifts her nose, sensitive feline nostrils flaring to take in the aroma, carefully separating it from the stench of the street.
