make peace with your broken pieces
Ah, and there it is.
Amalia does not move as he broaches the topic she has thus far steered so carefully around, knowing her promise to be patient would fail as soon as it came up. And indeed the girl can feel herself stiffening, ice and fire flowing through her veins as memories flash behind her eyes.
"Your care?" the Shield repeats carefully, not extracting her hand. "Are you talking about when I saved your life? After you showed up in the middle of LongNight and almost drove Ronin insane?" There's a clipped almost-anger in her voice, too stunned for the moment to truly give in to her infamous temper. For now.
Turning slowly back to the Alchemist she meets his steely gaze with her flint. "Did you expect me to leave him there? Covered in a child's blood, at the foot of the Spire? Was your plan of care- what? To camp out until the sun rose, singing kumbaya?" She'd expected Remi to feel some degree of chagrin for his actions, had been prepared to forgive remorse. But this?
Amalia does not move as he broaches the topic she has thus far steered so carefully around, knowing her promise to be patient would fail as soon as it came up. And indeed the girl can feel herself stiffening, ice and fire flowing through her veins as memories flash behind her eyes.
"Your care?" the Shield repeats carefully, not extracting her hand. "Are you talking about when I saved your life? After you showed up in the middle of LongNight and almost drove Ronin insane?" There's a clipped almost-anger in her voice, too stunned for the moment to truly give in to her infamous temper. For now.
Turning slowly back to the Alchemist she meets his steely gaze with her flint. "Did you expect me to leave him there? Covered in a child's blood, at the foot of the Spire? Was your plan of care- what? To camp out until the sun rose, singing kumbaya?" She'd expected Remi to feel some degree of chagrin for his actions, had been prepared to forgive remorse. But this?
shield of safrin
