the waters are sleeping

Amalia She raises an eyebrow at Remi's grin, and the fact that Jigano mentioned her growing abilities... especially following their last encounter, when she asked him to keep her powers to himself. "I can generally hear their thoughts," she admits, shifting uncomfortably under the pressure of describing her accomplishments. "Similarly to how it is with Jyo, except without the bond, if that makes sense." Tucking away the information on LongNight, Amalia chooses to focus again on Remi's apparent lack of ability. "Ludo? Why?" But there it is: a deal, and the Soulkeeper came to collect. Watching Remi carefully, Amalia ponders her words. "Is that all it took? Your Attuned abilities?" It seems odd to her that the herald would strip those, rather than his Abandoned powers. Amalia has avoided details of Maea's death; now she listens with bated breath, worrying her hands in her lap unhappily. "She was so weak for so long... she always wanted to be an adventurer." It's hard for Amalia to picture anything than the ghost of a girl she grew up knowing. "But going into the ocean, chasing after whales... I didn't realize how reckless she'd become. I should have seen it." reach for the stars: but child, first recognize the constellations of light you already carry inside you