Her lanterns hung, her tears shed, Amalia quietly rejoins the crowd. There are as many unfamiliar faces as familiar this year, another reminder that she is not home - that the world has expanded far beyond any expectations she could have had.
But there are familiar faces, and one in particular catches her eye. Slipping through the milling figures, Amalia finds her way to Ronin. She greets him with a smile- which fades and changes as she spots the child he holds, remembering Remi telling her about the daughter of Safrin and the Fallen Star.
Schooling herself, Amalia nods an awkward greeting to her friend. "Hi, Ronin... and you must be Seren." Her alto voice is soft and melodious, somewhat reverent. This is Safrin's daughter, after all. At least Jyoti has the presence of mind to behave with her normal buoyant enthusiasm, swimming down from where she has been frolicking among the lanterns to coo a greeting to the child.
Turning back to the Fallen Star, the Shield licks her lip. "I have something for you, and Remi- where is he, by the way?"
But there are familiar faces, and one in particular catches her eye. Slipping through the milling figures, Amalia finds her way to Ronin. She greets him with a smile- which fades and changes as she spots the child he holds, remembering Remi telling her about the daughter of Safrin and the Fallen Star.
Schooling herself, Amalia nods an awkward greeting to her friend. "Hi, Ronin... and you must be Seren." Her alto voice is soft and melodious, somewhat reverent. This is Safrin's daughter, after all. At least Jyoti has the presence of mind to behave with her normal buoyant enthusiasm, swimming down from where she has been frolicking among the lanterns to coo a greeting to the child.
Turning back to the Fallen Star, the Shield licks her lip. "I have something for you, and Remi- where is he, by the way?"
Amalia & Jyoti
WE MIGHT BE HOLLOW, BUT WE'RE BRAVE
