Amalia
stop thinking so much
Remarkably, everyone seems somewhat amenable to the idea of not killing the golem. Amalia glances between them all, nodding in agreement with the tunnel idea. She is proud of Adam, and her smile says as much, quietly vibrant as she turns to the lad. "We can probably draw it in by making noise... maybe Jyo can keep it calm?" The starwhale trills a note of agreement, projecting another mote into the room, illuminating the golem fully, a soothing song coming from her lungs.
you're breaking your own heart