born from dark water, daughter of the rain and snow
"If we were all full of raspberries the world would be much sweeter." This is spoken with a great deal of sagacity, as though the secrets of the universe might be unlocked through understanding whether or not people were raspberry filled. She's only brought back to her fractured reality when the nickname slips out from between his lips, strangely natural given how intimate and little-used it is. Again a shy smile creeps over her lips, eyes crinkling over the dark circles on her cheeks. "People can't just orbit, you know. You shine when you play music. It's like listening to stars."
The blanket is offered, and then there is some awkward finagling on both sides as he valiantly throws it over her and she attempts to reorient it to cover them both and ultimately she winds up turned around, so that now the world is right side up (or is she now upside down?).
Scooting in close enough to throw the comforter haphazardly across them both, Amalia bundles down beneath the blanket with a contented, nearly-purred sigh. "You're a good friend, Finn," the Shield murmurs, letting him find her hand again as her eyes flutter and fall shut. "I'm sorry I tried to stab you. Do you want some bread?"
The blanket is offered, and then there is some awkward finagling on both sides as he valiantly throws it over her and she attempts to reorient it to cover them both and ultimately she winds up turned around, so that now the world is right side up (or is she now upside down?).
Scooting in close enough to throw the comforter haphazardly across them both, Amalia bundles down beneath the blanket with a contented, nearly-purred sigh. "You're a good friend, Finn," the Shield murmurs, letting him find her hand again as her eyes flutter and fall shut. "I'm sorry I tried to stab you. Do you want some bread?"
shield of safrin
