& oh, poor atlas - the world's a beast of a burden
Amalia cannot help it: she giggles happily as the dragon settles upon her, utterly entranced and delighted by the friendly creature. It is no secret that the Shield feels more at ease around companions than people, and the girl is quick to raise her hand and offer scritches to the creature's head, inquiring after his name and silently offering her own. Jyoti meanwhile has begun to swim in starlit figure eights, not sure if she's more interested in inspecting the dragon or Seraphina.
Unexpected is the enthusiasm with which Sera rushes forward, extending a hand, that vibrant smile in place once again. Amalia offers an awkward smile of her own, meeting the shorter woman's grasp with a stilted chuckle. "Th... thank you. I'm still a bit surprised, myself."
Releasing Seraphina's grasp, Amalia pushes her hair behind her ear where shy white flowers bloom. She's wearing nothing but a casual green dress, she realizes, and though her more treasured items seem to be on her person, she has no idea where the rest are. Her clothes, her shoes, her home-
"Um. I don't suppose, ah, you know who I'm supposed to be reporting to? Or where I'm supposed to live?"
Unexpected is the enthusiasm with which Sera rushes forward, extending a hand, that vibrant smile in place once again. Amalia offers an awkward smile of her own, meeting the shorter woman's grasp with a stilted chuckle. "Th... thank you. I'm still a bit surprised, myself."
Releasing Seraphina's grasp, Amalia pushes her hair behind her ear where shy white flowers bloom. She's wearing nothing but a casual green dress, she realizes, and though her more treasured items seem to be on her person, she has no idea where the rest are. Her clothes, her shoes, her home-
"Um. I don't suppose, ah, you know who I'm supposed to be reporting to? Or where I'm supposed to live?"
you've been holding on a long time
