Amalia
'Cause she's just like the weather
Can't hold her together
Born from dark water
Daughter of the r a i n and s n o w
The shared images and emotions suddenly take a sharp, acidic turn, and Amalia cannot help it: she bursts out into a warm, sympathetic laugh at the young companion's protective distress. Her fingers curl soothingly over his scales in apology, of course, but the sweet jealousy is so earnest and pure. "I'm sure it isn't," she teases gently at Seren's denial, pulsing sympathy and agreement to Umbra. Men and romance only complicate things - and the demigoddess, beautiful and grown though she may appear, is scarcely more than a child.Can't hold her together
Born from dark water
Daughter of the r a i n and s n o w
But onto less complicated topics. Straightening back up to stand, the Shield tilts her head. "Holding back is a choice," she murmurs, "One that's not always easy to make. And protecting people - protecting life... It's sometimes even harder than taking it."
The flash of red as a boy explodes in her arms, feathers vanishing into magma, ice turning black hair and dark skin white---,
Amalia blinks rapidly, eyes refocusing from far away. "Um- sorry. I'd be happy to teach you some basics, if you want l."
