skinny dipping in my mind

AmaLIa

shield of safrin

"What about the Order?" Amalia knows as well as Remi that Wessex would be a difficult force to contend with, but should the mysterious force step in perhaps the tide would change. Though... her face falls as she considers this, chewing on her lip. "They might help, though I don't... don't really know enough about their methods to say it would be justice. Or fair."

The icy chill that settles over them at the mention of Safrin is both expected and a surprise. As Remi recognizes her tells, the Shield knows the Lullaby's, noting the clench of his jaw, the way he looks away. "I'm sorry, I thought- since you said you were going to speak to Ludo-" Maybe permission is not required, but Amalia can scarcely believe that Safrin would be wholly disinterested in this decision.

Or maybe she just wants to know that someone else feels left behind, even if it's a goddess.

"She must be delighted by this one, at least." Trying to lighten the mood, the Shield has undoubtedly stumbled into even more dangerous territory. She smiles at the boy on the bed before glancing at Ronin, expression wistful beneath the adoration. "I can't imagine how much bigger he'll be, by the time you... I see you again."

you can't choose what stays
and what fades away