my love affair with water runs deep into my soul,
the serenity as intense as the tides ebb and flow
Grinning, Amun nodded. Patting his stomach where the Wraith had stabbed him more than once, the potter let out a bark of laughter. "Hey. Wessex has stabbed me multiple times and now we're best friends. Letting her enact violence on you is practically the way to her heart." He gave Maea's shoulder another squeeze.
The grin slipped away as she explained that she hadn't spoken with the General in years. "She's changed and so have you." Amun inclined his head to his sister. "And showing up is really all she asks of us, even if we end up disagreeing with her."
Arching an eyebrow, it was his turn to poke her in the chest. "That goes for the Voice too. I'm certain I know the answer, but why not at least speak with her?" He frowned and shook his head.
Shrugging, he ran a hand down his chest. The results of the scan came back and reported that he was completely unharmed from phasing through her. "Just some tingles, and that might've been in my head."
The grin slipped away as she explained that she hadn't spoken with the General in years. "She's changed and so have you." Amun inclined his head to his sister. "And showing up is really all she asks of us, even if we end up disagreeing with her."
Arching an eyebrow, it was his turn to poke her in the chest. "That goes for the Voice too. I'm certain I know the answer, but why not at least speak with her?" He frowned and shook his head.
Shrugging, he ran a hand down his chest. The results of the scan came back and reported that he was completely unharmed from phasing through her. "Just some tingles, and that might've been in my head."
nothing is softer or more flexible than water,
yet nothing can resist it
AMUN
