Amalia
the shield of safrin
she does not know what it's like
not to have deep emotions
not to have deep emotions
She hadn't thought to think about what she may be interrupting, barging in like this. Later she will be grateful that she didn't walk in on anything truly scandalous- though by now Amalia has spent enough time in their home to know that such things are usually very, very well advertised. In the brief time she crashed with them she heard far more than she ever wanted or needed, despite her best attempts to shut the noise out.
No, finding Ronin in a state of relative undress is hardly enough to phase her these days. Especially enthusiastic as she is, practically bursting with anticipation, her concern for Loren fallen aside as she's scooped up into the Star's arms. "It's still frozen but- Vi's beard, Ronin!" She practically shrieks this last declaration, laughter bubbling from her lips as she quickly averts her gaze. Her cheeks are flushed as red as roses, the canteen clutched against her chest. "I love you, but that's not something I need to see. Save it for when Remi's awake."
No, finding Ronin in a state of relative undress is hardly enough to phase her these days. Especially enthusiastic as she is, practically bursting with anticipation, her concern for Loren fallen aside as she's scooped up into the Star's arms. "It's still frozen but- Vi's beard, Ronin!" She practically shrieks this last declaration, laughter bubbling from her lips as she quickly averts her gaze. Her cheeks are flushed as red as roses, the canteen clutched against her chest. "I love you, but that's not something I need to see. Save it for when Remi's awake."
even when she feels nothing
she feels it completely
she feels it completely
