AmaLiA
the archangel
So it is settled: Amalia will set herself to praying and Gideon will prepare for her to speak, ill prepared and underexperienced as she inevitably will be. She tries to keep the anxiety that tugs at her at bay, running a hand over her neck, her mouth twisted in a wry smile. "Yup. I'll work on that. Praying... more."
Awkward as the interaction may have been, irritating as she may find the man, Amalia is grateful to Gideon despite his sometimes overbearing attitude. And she says so - "Thank you," - reaching a hand to brush on his fingers as he stands, holding for a breath before releasing him to go about his work.
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Awkward as the interaction may have been, irritating as she may find the man, Amalia is grateful to Gideon despite his sometimes overbearing attitude. And she says so - "Thank you," - reaching a hand to brush on his fingers as he stands, holding for a breath before releasing him to go about his work.
{fin}
you're breaking your own heart
