AmaLIa
shield of safrin
Amalia sleeps at Remi's instruction, her eyes falling shut. It's a better quality of sleep than she's had in months, and as unconsciousness slips over her she is unaware of Ronin coming to join, nor any activities that occur on the bed.
Really, it's for the best.
She becomes aware of the vast empty space and the men beside her in a sleepy sort of haze, blinking and looking around in confusion at the vast twilight sea. "It's beautiful," she murmurs somewhat breathlessly, looking around the empty space with all of the potential of a dream.
There's a shy look in her eye when she turns back to Remi and Ronin, having stepped away through the dreamscape to give them some space. "Thank you. I... thank you. And Ronin... I'm sorry. I'm not good at making sense of my feelings sometimes- most of the time- but Remi helped, helped me understand better. And I... I'm sorry for making it weird." Chagrined, she rubs at her arm sheepishly, looking at her toes.
Really, it's for the best.
She becomes aware of the vast empty space and the men beside her in a sleepy sort of haze, blinking and looking around in confusion at the vast twilight sea. "It's beautiful," she murmurs somewhat breathlessly, looking around the empty space with all of the potential of a dream.
There's a shy look in her eye when she turns back to Remi and Ronin, having stepped away through the dreamscape to give them some space. "Thank you. I... thank you. And Ronin... I'm sorry. I'm not good at making sense of my feelings sometimes- most of the time- but Remi helped, helped me understand better. And I... I'm sorry for making it weird." Chagrined, she rubs at her arm sheepishly, looking at her toes.
you can't choose what stays
and what fades away
and what fades away
