[Training] we had a marvelous time

and look for the stars as the sun goes down
each breath that you take has a thunderous sound

The shelter of the wing is exactly what she needs, a shield against the outside world as they put themselves together again. Instinctively she turns in toward him, an intimacy that might be salacious under any other circumstances but bears absolutely no such undertones here.

She listens intently, trying to make sense of what he's telling her, back arcing to make room as he rubs against his scars. Her first reaction to his revelation is a surprising one: shock and embarrassment flood her at once, a low moan of self-hatred under it all. She doesn't fully understand, of course, but the experience of her is something she wouldn't wish upon her enemies. Amusement leaks into her mental voice, trying to mask the vulnerability, the fear. Gods, I'm sorry. No wonder you flinched.

He may be able to feel her emotions, but she is still blind to his. So the admission strikes her hard and fast, a sadness and empathy rising up that she quickly attempts to swallow down. Curling away from his side, Amalia lets out a quiet sigh. I'm sorry, she says again, sincerely this time- because if this is the price he will pay for her stubbornness, it really does not seem fair. But I guess you know that, huh?

Amalia