"Lately I can't recognize you, the doctors lied when they said they saved you."
As she watched him, she soon realized that it had been a bad thing that she had said. Amachi's expression would change drastically. Her gray eyes would blink, and her jaw shut. As it held being slightly open before, her eyes seemed to hold a glossiness over them. The corners of tears she held back through the back of her thoughts. Anger made her cry but she refused to show that weakness at the moment. "Sorry, I'm not angry at you. It's most of the others." she whispered to him mildly. Hoping that he would accept the apology as she listened to Avalon speak.
"I suppose we could, it'd be doing something." she pulled up her head a bit. Though attention turning to Xephyris. "What is your craft Xephyris sir?" Amachi hadn't known what he actually did yet and she was curious as to say herself. Amachi was a fighter, but she also in a retrospect could do a multitude of things. Probably why Arian had set her on the special forces. A born in rank as she had been told it would be. Amachi's children would be in high hopes of also being on the special forces.
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