AMALIA
She cannot imagine the loss he's experienced, the vacancy that Aoife left within him. And though it hurts to hear the declaration that he does not want to try again, Amalia simply nods. Aoife had come into his life in tragedy, and left the same way. With a final caress of the Alchemist's clenched jaw, the Shield drops her hand.
Still it is hard to see him resist responsibility for a child so staunchly, especially the child of a god. Biting the inside of her cheek Amalia glances away, blinking when a figure knocks against him, eyes visibly growing wide. "It's so crowded," the Shield murmurs, briefly distracted by the forgotten bustle of the world still moving around them. "Is it always like this?"
As to why she's here... looking back at Remi, Amalia shrugs. "I was hoping to find a, one of those rocks - the ones that let you breathe underwater. But I got distracted." A ghost of a rueful smile flickers over her lips, fading quickly. "And I had a gift for Ronin. For both of you, really."
Still it is hard to see him resist responsibility for a child so staunchly, especially the child of a god. Biting the inside of her cheek Amalia glances away, blinking when a figure knocks against him, eyes visibly growing wide. "It's so crowded," the Shield murmurs, briefly distracted by the forgotten bustle of the world still moving around them. "Is it always like this?"
As to why she's here... looking back at Remi, Amalia shrugs. "I was hoping to find a, one of those rocks - the ones that let you breathe underwater. But I got distracted." A ghost of a rueful smile flickers over her lips, fading quickly. "And I had a gift for Ronin. For both of you, really."
