the waters are sleeping

Amalia "Deimos would have said it in fewer words," she points out with a quiet laugh of her own, clearly pleased by the comparison. "We're, ah, we're getting married, by the way. At the end of the season. It's going to be small, but there'll be a reception... we'd love for you and Ronin to come." Flushing pink and smiling, she doesn't meet Remi's eyes. She can hardly expect him to leave Torchline for something so insignificant, but she is hopeful nonetheless. Of course, there was a reason for her coming here, lost as it may have been among the news of changes in Remi's life. "Right." Worrying her lip Amalia frowns, her dark eyes scanning the edge of the sea. "I... don't know if you're aware of the situation in Halo. With Loren's brother as Warden, and Zariah as his right hand... and now Neron is Ascended." There's clear distaste in the girl's voice, as she waits for Remi's feelings on this development. reach for the stars: but child, first recognize the constellations of light you already carry inside you