AMALIA
"What about finding one who's already dead? From old age, or another cause?" Though she supposes it could be argued that the stones she would buy in the market are, indeed, from those already deceased. "The rest of the body is used for food, I'm guessing?" At least let their bodies not go to waste.
There's some truth to Remi's words, as much as she feels uncomfortable admitting it. Twisting her lips into an awkward smile, Amalia rubs her arm anxiously. "I guess... I don't know. Part of me's always envied him, for how close he is to Safrin. Wanted to be more like that- good enough for her. And ever since the rebellion and all of that... I feel like I can be honest with him, I suppose. Whereas you were always so happy and bright and I didn't want to cloud that over with my issues." The awkward smile becomes an apologetic wince, a little wry now. "Though I suppose that matters less, now."
There's some truth to Remi's words, as much as she feels uncomfortable admitting it. Twisting her lips into an awkward smile, Amalia rubs her arm anxiously. "I guess... I don't know. Part of me's always envied him, for how close he is to Safrin. Wanted to be more like that- good enough for her. And ever since the rebellion and all of that... I feel like I can be honest with him, I suppose. Whereas you were always so happy and bright and I didn't want to cloud that over with my issues." The awkward smile becomes an apologetic wince, a little wry now. "Though I suppose that matters less, now."
