Amalia
she wants the silence but fears the solitude
she wants to be alone and together with you
She's half-listening as she rises from the water, stepping on now-human feet toward the waiting shore. It is easy tondry yourself when you can adopt the fur of an aquatic creature, she's learned; the otter hair that covers her suddenly wicks away most of the remaining moisture from her skin.
Still pensive, Amalia takes Jigano's arm somewhat absently when it is offered. She manages to flash him a smile at least, coloring up as he teases her about her dinner plans. "Yes. If he isn't busy." Each of them has their own lives and preoccupations, though they tend to come together at least for dinner.
Her attention fully on Jigano now, Amalia tilts her head. "Now that more of Caido is open... Do you think you'll stay in the Grounds? A lot of people are leaving, these days..."
Still pensive, Amalia takes Jigano's arm somewhat absently when it is offered. She manages to flash him a smile at least, coloring up as he teases her about her dinner plans. "Yes. If he isn't busy." Each of them has their own lives and preoccupations, though they tend to come together at least for dinner.
Her attention fully on Jigano now, Amalia tilts her head. "Now that more of Caido is open... Do you think you'll stay in the Grounds? A lot of people are leaving, these days..."
she ran to the lighthouse, hoped that it would help her see
she saw that the lighthouse had been washed out to sea
