"Amalia..." he said again, eyes searching her face worriedly as she pulled away. Isuma peeked out from behind his hair, golden eyes blinking at the girl with quiet curiosity as she sensed her companion's guilt and pain and worry for the woman. "I..."
But before he could quite sort out what to say, the shrine brightened - and then brightened further as the sconces light all at once. The lorekeeper winced and turned his head away, feeling his eyes shift back to human under the assault, and he reached up to shield the gryphlet on his shoulder as she Reep!ed affronted protest. Her eyes were even more sensitive than his, and she buried her soft face against the side of his neck while she recovered.
He missed the darkness that slid between their feet, but there was no missing the petite god(dess?) before the shrine, looking much as he'd seen her when last he'd prayed. For a moment he hesitated between supporting Amalia and showing the god due respect, but as his friend had rejected his touch, he didn't try to reach for her again - though he stayed close enough to catch her if her wavering should turn to a fall. Isuma peeped inquiringly and peeked out again, balancing carefully on his shoulder as Jigano turned and gave Ludo a grave bow - for what other kind of bow would one give a god of death? - but caught his breath at the offer so gently made.
Looking swiftly toAmalia he made no effort to conceal the shock and pain in his eyes, giving a small shake of his head in negation. "Amalia, what do they mean?"
But before he could quite sort out what to say, the shrine brightened - and then brightened further as the sconces light all at once. The lorekeeper winced and turned his head away, feeling his eyes shift back to human under the assault, and he reached up to shield the gryphlet on his shoulder as she Reep!ed affronted protest. Her eyes were even more sensitive than his, and she buried her soft face against the side of his neck while she recovered.
He missed the darkness that slid between their feet, but there was no missing the petite god(dess?) before the shrine, looking much as he'd seen her when last he'd prayed. For a moment he hesitated between supporting Amalia and showing the god due respect, but as his friend had rejected his touch, he didn't try to reach for her again - though he stayed close enough to catch her if her wavering should turn to a fall. Isuma peeped inquiringly and peeked out again, balancing carefully on his shoulder as Jigano turned and gave Ludo a grave bow - for what other kind of bow would one give a god of death? - but caught his breath at the offer so gently made.
Looking swiftly to
