Rating out of Ten

Amalia Had she leopard ears they would flatten in unhappiness at Deimos' neutral question, guessing that the flatness of his tone hides a rough edge. I'm fine, she answers silently, though the fight with Jigano still blisters in her mind. I... I had a hard day, and Adam helped me through it. I'll tell you later. He's a good person, I promise. Well, this is going wonderfully. If looks could kill then Adam would be nothing more than a scorch mark on the floor by now. As it is Amalia must content herself with a furious, disbelieving glare as her friend continues to attempt to dig himself a deeper hole than the one Deimos pulled him out of, one the baker is seriously contemplating leaving him in this time. His question doesn't earn an answer, and with one last pointed glare at Adam Amalia turns to Peter, her expression softening somewhat for the other man who deserves no part in this unfolding disaster. "How have you been settling in since then?" she asks, also desperate to steer this conversation into safer waters. "There are so many luxere this year- hopefully the Spark Bird will come, too. Did you see it, last year?" reach for the stars: but child, first recognize the constellations of light you already carry inside you