[ME] (SE) like rats out of a sinking ship

Water does not work on Ascended is what her brain picks out and the Wraith snarls up at Amalia as she is ‘pinned’ to the ceiling. The rest of the world falls away, Oliver and Amun and Bastien and their noise is gone, all her feelings about the woman welling up and threatening to explode in frustrations, erupting into emotional lava and destroying everything in her wake. But somehow - somehow - Loki is there. She flies in between the Wraith and the Shield, a screech turning into a croon as she hovers in front of her bonded’s face. The snarl disappears, melting into pure adoration for her companion. “Loki,” she exhales, reaching to the half-grown dragon. “Where have you been?” And then even quieter (except it really isn’t), she whispers “Did you find the metal?” “Okay. I’ll go,” she says, sadly, when Loki shakes her little lizard head. The rational part of her knows she shouldn’t. She can't. But they need it. And she has to protect the families. WESSEX come, you spirits that tend on mortal thoughts unsex me here