[One has to wonder sometimes if Amelia wants to be left alone because she starts to feel antsy about being in someone's eyes for too long. If you're alone, you can't be hurt and be thrown away (because even the Witch King who could be entertained by the mundanity of humans, dropped his interest in her for a time).
But even she's trying to overcome that, isn't she? More than a decade ago she couldn't imagine herself striving to be a public-facing educator or forging friendships across the supernatural world with those who do not neatly fit into the status quo.
And here's Henry Creel, a stranger from another world who, despite having the goal of returning home, wants to know her even after taking the brunt of her obstinate personality. It stirs up something complex within the witch, a reminder of sorts.
She isn't blushing at Henry's tease (goddammit River) but Amelia's intertwined fingers move back and forth in a restless fashion. And before she can stop herself, she says:]
... It doesn't have to be a challenge.
[But additionally.]
But it may very well end up just being that way knowing me. [And now she glances away looking mildly embarrassed.]
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But even she's trying to overcome that, isn't she? More than a decade ago she couldn't imagine herself striving to be a public-facing educator or forging friendships across the supernatural world with those who do not neatly fit into the status quo.
And here's Henry Creel, a stranger from another world who, despite having the goal of returning home, wants to know her even after taking the brunt of her obstinate personality. It stirs up something complex within the witch, a reminder of sorts.
She isn't blushing at Henry's tease (goddammit River) but Amelia's intertwined fingers move back and forth in a restless fashion. And before she can stop herself, she says:]
... It doesn't have to be a challenge.
[But additionally.]
But it may very well end up just being that way knowing me. [And now she glances away looking mildly embarrassed.]