[PQ] underground, the stars are legend

Amalia winces in pain as Jigano begins ministering to her wound. "Ow." She cannot see it, but as it is cleaned a cut is revealed on her left cheek, slicing the angle of her face and leaving it sharper, somehow. There are smaller injuries, of course, and the area of her eye is already blooming a lovely blue, but only this will leave a mark- and besides, she has had worse. Still, she bites her lip against the pain, stubbornly refusing to cry out again. Seeing the worry in Jigano's face a stab of guilt shoots through the girl; without thinking she extends a hand to squeeze his again, reassuringly, an abashed smile and apologetic blush causing her face to sting even more. "I'm sorry. I'll slow down." Once her heart slows down to something approaching normal, Amalia pulls herself into a seated position and smiles guiltily at Jigano, saying, "Thank you." Her face still hurts, and her shoulder, too, the old wound from the gargoyles irritated once more. Wincing, she inches towards the edge of the pit and peers down below. "What do you think is down there?" She grabs the staff, still equipped with antler and lantern, and extends it over the entrance to get some light. "I saw the ground, but not much more. Do you think the star could show us?" If it has not left them long behind- but despite her injuries, Amalia still has faith that Safrin will continue to guide them. a m a l i a You were young and you'd stare With a reverence unimpaired Searching in your dark eyes to find the stars already there