& oh, poor atlas - the world's a beast of a burden
Ronin might not know what there is to talk about, but she knew that Remi would understand - for all the fondness Amalia has for the Star, it is the Lullaby with whom she ultimately has the most in common. So perhaps he will note her immediate regret at bringing up the topic, as well as her relief.
Awkward feels like an understatement to Amalia, who chuckles a little and tightens her hold around her chest. Though she does not look back at the men, her ears shift to a qilin's, turning visibly to make it clear she's listening to what Remi has to say. She can feel her body tightening and coiling, her bare toes curling on the warm ground as she tries very hard to keep from running off.
The idea that sex is just sex both comforts and bothers her, because for Amalia it isn't. "I... okay," she replies slowly, trying to keep the confusion out of her voice. And then she halts, nearly squeaking out the word: "A-again?" As far as the Shield had been aware this was a one-time thing. A product of circumstances and a comatose husband. Not something that would repeat.
Not that she wouldn't like to repeat it.
But.
Finally the girl turns back, now rubbing her wrist and looking down. "I... so, I understand. But the thing is... for me, it's not just sex." The flush on her cheeks only grows, if possible, and she wonders if her entire body is now red. Maybe she'll get lucky and melt. "I... I can't, um, I don't- I wouldn't want to do that with someone else. Someone I didn't, didn't care about. Which is- I'm not saying I'm in love with you, Ronin. No offence." The ghost of a smile flickers over her face, as she very briefly meets his eyes. "But s-sex is- I don't know. I don't have a lot of experience. Maybe I'm being silly."
Awkward feels like an understatement to Amalia, who chuckles a little and tightens her hold around her chest. Though she does not look back at the men, her ears shift to a qilin's, turning visibly to make it clear she's listening to what Remi has to say. She can feel her body tightening and coiling, her bare toes curling on the warm ground as she tries very hard to keep from running off.
The idea that sex is just sex both comforts and bothers her, because for Amalia it isn't. "I... okay," she replies slowly, trying to keep the confusion out of her voice. And then she halts, nearly squeaking out the word: "A-again?" As far as the Shield had been aware this was a one-time thing. A product of circumstances and a comatose husband. Not something that would repeat.
Not that she wouldn't like to repeat it.
But.
Finally the girl turns back, now rubbing her wrist and looking down. "I... so, I understand. But the thing is... for me, it's not just sex." The flush on her cheeks only grows, if possible, and she wonders if her entire body is now red. Maybe she'll get lucky and melt. "I... I can't, um, I don't- I wouldn't want to do that with someone else. Someone I didn't, didn't care about. Which is- I'm not saying I'm in love with you, Ronin. No offence." The ghost of a smile flickers over her face, as she very briefly meets his eyes. "But s-sex is- I don't know. I don't have a lot of experience. Maybe I'm being silly."
you've been holding on a long time
