Amalia
a certain darkness is needed to see the stars
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Amalia continues to listen raptly, fingers pressed around her mug as the spicy aroma fills the shop. That Caido sits atop the mountains doing nothing but watching feels strangely disappointing, though she tries to keep those emotions from her face. She would rather be like Vi, she thinks: taking the action to save their world, to protect the life within.
And when you failed? a quiet voice asks, cruel and curled in the back of her mind. But Amalia does not answer.
And then there is the portal guardian business. Plucking the sphere from its place in her pocket, the places it on the table between them. "Ronin... He said that he wouldn't use the portals anymore. But nobody else seems to care, even the others - Remi and Phoebe and Jigano. Is he right? Does using the portals strengthen the Voice? And if not... What are we supposed to do with these?"
And when you failed? a quiet voice asks, cruel and curled in the back of her mind. But Amalia does not answer.
And then there is the portal guardian business. Plucking the sphere from its place in her pocket, the places it on the table between them. "Ronin... He said that he wouldn't use the portals anymore. But nobody else seems to care, even the others - Remi and Phoebe and Jigano. Is he right? Does using the portals strengthen the Voice? And if not... What are we supposed to do with these?"
