Amalia
a certain darkness is needed to see the stars
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"It's hard to keep them in when Ludo keeps sending them out." The irreverent slip is immediately followed by a coloring of her cheeks, the Shield's eyes widening as she realizes what she's said. "I- that is- not to say that Ludo is leading wrong. Or we shouldn't listen to it. Just..." She searches Safrin's face for any sign of consternation, scarcely able to believe her own blasphemy.
She stands along with Safrin - it feels strange, to sit while she rises - nodding, though her brow furrows pensively. "I'll... I'll see if he knows anything. But I doubt it. Sam... Doesn't want to believe that the Voice would hurt people. I don't think she'd tell him, if she planned to." Wessex? Certainly. Sam? No.
Or at least she hopes not. Their burgeoning relationship depends on it.
She stands along with Safrin - it feels strange, to sit while she rises - nodding, though her brow furrows pensively. "I'll... I'll see if he knows anything. But I doubt it. Sam... Doesn't want to believe that the Voice would hurt people. I don't think she'd tell him, if she planned to." Wessex? Certainly. Sam? No.
Or at least she hopes not. Their burgeoning relationship depends on it.
