Amalia
the archangel
Well. Not the most robust response, but Amalia values it nonetheless, especially Ronin and Seren for their enthusiasm at getting to the task. She nods at the pair, biting on her lip thoughtfully as they explain their plan. "The first time I went to the sea of glass I sensed a... a presence, under the ice." The memory of that vast mind makes her shiver, though not unpleasantly. "I'd be glad to come with you, if you want," she adds, already itching for something to do.
Phoebe's addition is curious: "What task?" Amalia wonders, keen to know of the others and what roles they have been given to play. But the Nightengale and Mildew are bonding, and far be it from Amalia to interrupt.
Turning to the Talisen family, the Angel rubs her neck. "I've been thinking about going back to Safrin's library to see what I can learn, but..." She grimaces, knowing she doesn't need to tell Remi and Ronin why that plan may be flawed. "I thought - if I can fly there undetected, then Remi, you could dream your way to me? Assuming you'd be willing to come."
Phoebe's addition is curious: "What task?" Amalia wonders, keen to know of the others and what roles they have been given to play. But the Nightengale and Mildew are bonding, and far be it from Amalia to interrupt.
Turning to the Talisen family, the Angel rubs her neck. "I've been thinking about going back to Safrin's library to see what I can learn, but..." She grimaces, knowing she doesn't need to tell Remi and Ronin why that plan may be flawed. "I thought - if I can fly there undetected, then Remi, you could dream your way to me? Assuming you'd be willing to come."
she's just like the weather
can't hold her together
can't hold her together
