full moon rising on the waters of my soul
Amun just nodded at Zidane's statement about growth. "Thanks." Unlike the other man, the potter wasn't as certain that he'd bounce back from this better than ever.
Shrugging at the possibility of a miracle, Amun lifted his prosthetic. "I already asked The Voice and she didn't answer. So until I figure out how I failed her, I'd rather not ask again." He shot Zidane a grateful grin, though it faded quickly. "Thanks for the offer to help, though. Much appreciated."
At the other man's compliment, the potter smirked, though it was weak. "Thanks. You too." Leaning back, he regarded the other patrons for a moment. "Have you spoken to The Voice about your plans?"
Shrugging at the possibility of a miracle, Amun lifted his prosthetic. "I already asked The Voice and she didn't answer. So until I figure out how I failed her, I'd rather not ask again." He shot Zidane a grateful grin, though it faded quickly. "Thanks for the offer to help, though. Much appreciated."
At the other man's compliment, the potter smirked, though it was weak. "Thanks. You too." Leaning back, he regarded the other patrons for a moment. "Have you spoken to The Voice about your plans?"
amun
