[The Kenoma Aions came back without casualty or significant injury, and Xishen had informed them that the Regent was satisfied with the 'result of their work'. Difficult to take happiness or relief in the passing grade, however, when most of them had at least one if not several unpleasant altercations thanks to the Innocence's contagion. The Citadel may be big, Achamoth bigger, but as an afflicted ally that Ciel had run into before being forced to retreat out of helplessness, not seeing Amos around in person wasn't needed for her to attempt reaching out via communion.
The exchange didn't last long. While it was enough to confirm that he survived the ordeal, he... definitely didn't take what happened well. It was best to give him the time and space he needs, letting him know they'll all be there whenever he's ready to return was all she could do.
Is he still being led astray, by the time he finds himself ambling down a certain Citadel hallway? Whatever that's driving his steps, there's no denying that something smells good around here: sweet and wafting, he may recognize vanilla, butter, and dough. That he's close to the kitchen and pantry area would explain the source, there seems to be a couple of children waiting by the entrance too chatting by themselves.
Whether he decides to approach and investigate or turn around and go elsewhere, a young boy with black hair suddenly turns to look his way. He doesn't say anything, the other children don't appear to have noticed him or their friend acting strange. He's simply staring straight at Amos for the time being, looking strangely focused for some reason.
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The exchange didn't last long. While it was enough to confirm that he survived the ordeal, he... definitely didn't take what happened well. It was best to give him the time and space he needs, letting him know they'll all be there whenever he's ready to return was all she could do.
Is he still being led astray, by the time he finds himself ambling down a certain Citadel hallway? Whatever that's driving his steps, there's no denying that something smells good around here: sweet and wafting, he may recognize vanilla, butter, and dough. That he's close to the kitchen and pantry area would explain the source, there seems to be a couple of children waiting by the entrance too chatting by themselves.
Whether he decides to approach and investigate or turn around and go elsewhere, a young boy with black hair suddenly turns to look his way. He doesn't say anything, the other children don't appear to have noticed him or their friend acting strange. He's simply staring straight at Amos for the time being, looking strangely focused for some reason.
What will the mister do?]