AURELIA
and my hands aren't clean
maybe they never will be
maybe they never will be
Aurelia can't empathize with weak loyalty, a decidedly disapproving look on her face. It's all or nothing for her, though she definitely sometimes wonders when and for whom it will come back to be her own demise. She might've bet a little higher on the Torchliners' merit, but... suppose she's lucky with the hand she's been dealt, with the people that have sort of taken her under their wings.
The hand that comes to rest on her arm draws her brows up from their thoughtfully dark frown. To her surprise, she's receiving thanks, but she knows better than to try and brush it off. Even if she needs none, and wants none, sometimes it's better to simply accept that people will be grateful for the things that you do. So she offers a nod, a simple gesture as she absorbs the rest of Hotaru's thoughts.
"So not much to do as it stands, then, is there?" She asks quietly, a little disappointed. "Something tells me he'll probably try to do it all himself, though... which is.. worrying." She glances deeper into the house, wondering if he can hear their conversation and sighing heavily. "I guess the most I can do is be here if he needs me."
With that being enough clarity to the things that have been troubling her, not that she's any less troubled, she does have a question specifically for Hotaru. "So... why haven't I ever met you before? Have you been somewhere else ... or am I just hopelessly ignorant?" Perhaps busy with other affairs beyond the reaches of Torchline, or perhaps Aurelia's so self-centered that she doesn't notice things that are right under her nose.
The hand that comes to rest on her arm draws her brows up from their thoughtfully dark frown. To her surprise, she's receiving thanks, but she knows better than to try and brush it off. Even if she needs none, and wants none, sometimes it's better to simply accept that people will be grateful for the things that you do. So she offers a nod, a simple gesture as she absorbs the rest of Hotaru's thoughts.
"So not much to do as it stands, then, is there?" She asks quietly, a little disappointed. "Something tells me he'll probably try to do it all himself, though... which is.. worrying." She glances deeper into the house, wondering if he can hear their conversation and sighing heavily. "I guess the most I can do is be here if he needs me."
With that being enough clarity to the things that have been troubling her, not that she's any less troubled, she does have a question specifically for Hotaru. "So... why haven't I ever met you before? Have you been somewhere else ... or am I just hopelessly ignorant?" Perhaps busy with other affairs beyond the reaches of Torchline, or perhaps Aurelia's so self-centered that she doesn't notice things that are right under her nose.
but they can still carry you home
when you're ready to sleep
when you're ready to sleep
