Amalia
'Cause she's just like the weather
Can't hold her together
Born from dark water
Daughter of the r a i n and s n o w
Useful is a difficult thing to measure, and Amalia does not answer the question except with a quiet shrug. Adding a healthy quantity of milk to her tea, the baker forces herself to relax a little, breathing in the aromatic spices that rise up in the steam. Curiosity dances across her expressive features as he explains his role as undertaker, slightly puzzled by the custom to maintain lost loved ones but not entirely opposed. "Did that help their souls reach Mor- ah, your afterlife?" she wonders, remembering the many souls lost at LongNight. "Did you have something like lanterns, to guide them on their way?"Can't hold her together
Born from dark water
Daughter of the r a i n and s n o w
Ludo does make a good deal of sense. Nodding, Amalia smiles at Abasi. She's heard of Delphia as well, the rumors around the name inspiring a great deal of awe and surprise- the Shield has heard of children of the gods, of course, but never met any herself. Her attention is taken away from the demi-god when the undertaker comments on the content of their conversation, causing Amalia to frown. "What kind of troubling things?"
