[RE] it’s been a while, my friends

Amalia I took the stars from our eyes and I made a map An expression of mock indignation crosses Amalia's face, who, me? written in the way she raises her hand to her chest, dark eyes glittering as she looks at Amun. "You'd question my hospitality after I rescued you from the Spire? I'm hurt." Shaking her head the girl turns to Ianto, clearly unimpressed with Amun's follow-up offer. "And what- summon an angry elemental to thrash the cart? Waste the time of the gods and tell them it's Ianto's fault?" Seems like a gross misuse of power to her, really. But at the same time, Amalia cannot offer any similar level of prowess, anything so shiny or impressive as a visit from a sprite. "My offer stands," the girl says softly, shrugging her narrow shoulders. "Friendship. Come over for dinner. I'll tell you stories of the Hollowed Grounds. It will be lovely." Her smile is genuine and sincere, her dark eyes soft as they look on the fox. Whether you give me something or not, she adds for only him to hear. I've missed you, friend. And I knew that somehow I could find my way back