another eternity

AMALIA

"Ah, Coffee. I thought we had something special." Mock-wounded, the girl sniffs, withdrawing her hand to ghost over Jyoti, a gentle rhythm which makes the sky-calf trill. There is a jealous note among the starlight, causing Amalia to laugh. She arches a pale eyebrow at Adam, shaking her head dismissively. "The way I remember it, there was talk of treasure. I did not see much treasure in that pit."

Ah, but the serious topic that undercuts them rises again to the fore. The mirth in her face fades at once, replaced with a serious look. "And I want to get you out," she promises, looking around for someone to help. The rescue team should be right behind her: Jigano and Deimos and Caiside and Samuel. Delah, perhaps, will be nearby, ready to step in and try to stop them, but Amalia has a secret suspicion that if they all refuse to leave without him, even the warchief will be swayed.

You are flesh and blood
And you deserve to be loved
and you deserve what you are given
And oh, how much