Amalia
she wants the silence but fears the solitude
she wants to be alone and together with you
Even if it's the decision he made, it doesn't mean Amalia agrees that it's a good one. The weight of her disappointment does not lessen, and her expression remains troubled and unhappy. Worrying her lip, the baker sighs, her head placed firmly on her knees as she regards Jigano with tired black eyes. She wants to say more, to express her alarm - or even better, to go out to the farmhouse and drag Rory back herself - but in the end she has faith in her friend. He is capable, and has lived here all his life.
She does not catch the way he falters, the frown that pulls between his brows. "She told me that Ru'in's soul is still lost from last Long Night, and that Ludo said she would need your lantern to bring him back." She doesn't know what the lantern is, but had assumed it was the same one they used the day they went in search of lost souls. Biting the inside of her cheek, Amalia looks over to the door. "I don't like it, but... she's stubborn. And strong. And I... I would do the same, for someone I love."
She does not catch the way he falters, the frown that pulls between his brows. "She told me that Ru'in's soul is still lost from last Long Night, and that Ludo said she would need your lantern to bring him back." She doesn't know what the lantern is, but had assumed it was the same one they used the day they went in search of lost souls. Biting the inside of her cheek, Amalia looks over to the door. "I don't like it, but... she's stubborn. And strong. And I... I would do the same, for someone I love."
she ran to the lighthouse, hoped that it would help her see
she saw that the lighthouse had been washed out to sea
