& oh, poor atlas - the world's a beast of a burden
Perhaps it is just a gesture of balance, but balance is something Amalia lacks these days. She finds herself giggling at Remi's dramatic reaction to the second kiss, her anxiety either finally ebbing, or grown too large to take seriously anymore.
Amalia supposes that they're right in assuming they've done enough for now. And despite the healing effect of the spring, the Shield is incredibly tired- undernourished and worn ragged, physically and emotionally. So where normally she might have put up more of a fight now Amalia simply caves, shrugging with a resigned "Okay," and making her way back towards the men. "We should head back as soon as we can, anyway, I guess. Get the water to everyone who needs it."
Amalia supposes that they're right in assuming they've done enough for now. And despite the healing effect of the spring, the Shield is incredibly tired- undernourished and worn ragged, physically and emotionally. So where normally she might have put up more of a fight now Amalia simply caves, shrugging with a resigned "Okay," and making her way back towards the men. "We should head back as soon as we can, anyway, I guess. Get the water to everyone who needs it."
you've been holding on a long time
