Ever since the challenge, Amalia didn't quite feel the same. She felt like she was without closure, and part of her wanted to go and track Bacchus down. Ask him why he did what he did, and see if Leo's thoughts had been correct. Was he just trying to get his family back in his own messed up way? She didn't know, and her red ears pressed back against her skull. She didn't know what to do, and for the first time in a long time, she felt lost. Really and truly lost. A heavy sigh left her lips as she wandered aimlessly across the Mangrove, not sure what to do with herself. Maybe she should go and try to find some herbs, focus on healing. It seemed to be her go to thing when she was dealing with an issue, delve into her herbs. It's what she did when the boys first went missing, what she did after she heard about Arian. It was her safety net, something that was always there for her. Amalia was about to go and look for something, anything, when she saw Razor. A small smile touched her lips as she saw him talking to a snail, and she slowly made her way to her side. The tiny woman sat at his side, trying to lean lightly against him. Gazing down at the snail, she said nothing, just enjoyed the warmth of him beside her.
"Speech"
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