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
She listens to Seren's recount of Safrin's advice, softening a little at the words. Not that they particularly make her feel better, but... "She's said similar things to me," Amalia admits dryly, reaching up to tuck a lock of hair behind her ear. "But I keep trying. I think it's part of what makes us humans, rather than gods."Can't hold her together
Born from dark water
Daughter of the r a i n and s n o w
The next question catches Amalia off-guard. Turning back to Seren with a pensive frown between her brows, the not-Shield blinks and laughs in surprise, shaking her head aggressively. "No- Gods, no. I love Safrin with all my heart - she gave me my first shift. Showed me the face of Vi. Helped me find a path when I was lost in the dark. Without her, I wouldn't be any of what I am." As always when speaking of her goddess, the adoration in Amalia's face and voice is unquestionable, highlighted by the small starlike flowers that grow within her hair.
Jyoti croons and Amalia looks over at her soulmate, a wistful smile now on her lips. "But Safrin had Ronin, and besides, I... ever since I can remember, my soul belonged to Vi." It's a simple statement, accompanied by a simple shrug. She is Vi's, plain and simple. Always has been. Always will.
Once again she looks at Seren, tilting her head. "Have you met any of the other Gods or their Heralds, yet?"
