Her ears flicker back at the reminder of their narrow escape, as well as the implication that she may have forgotten. I wish I'd been there sits just outside her foremost thoughts, at a layer where he would have to dig to reach them. Maybe she could have helped, protected, done something-
But if Remi hadn't been enough, what good could she have been?
For a while they sit on companionable silence, waiting for their friends to be stabilized, for the shock and terror to wear off. Occasionally they exchange a few silent words, but for the most part Amalia is content to stay and comfort Remi until Ronin appears to take him upstairs, leaving the to guard against the dark.
But if Remi hadn't been enough, what good could she have been?
For a while they sit on companionable silence, waiting for their friends to be stabilized, for the shock and terror to wear off. Occasionally they exchange a few silent words, but for the most part Amalia is content to stay and comfort Remi until Ronin appears to take him upstairs, leaving the to guard against the dark.
Amalia & Jyoti
WE MIGHT BE HOLLOW, BUT WE'RE BRAVE
