☀️ Arselia and Akonia

With extremely slow steps, Amamius climbs onto the roof and silently sits down beside her. 

Fyr sits like that for a while, hugging her knees, averting her gaze, wondering whether he would figure out where he'd messed up. During that time, she thoughtfully fidgeted with the cooled coals and nails in her hand, then unceremoniously tossed them all off the roof. Finally, having lost all hope, she abruptly places her hand on Ama's opposite shoulder, pulls him close, and hugs him, looking at him angrily (and no, it's not because of a possible whiff of the sewers).



-- I was worried, and you're talking about something completely different. There was no word from you for almost ten hours... I think that if the universe hadn't fast-forwarded time to morning, I wouldn't have held back and would have gone after you into the underground tunnels. I would have torn everything apart down there until I found you, or I would have sunk Margel into the ground. Do you understand? -- it could have been passed off as a joke, but at the end of the sentence her voice trembled slightly, showing that during this sleepless night, that option had been seriously considered. -- You didn't find it and that's that, I know your level of planning was excellent, things just didn't come together.