[She smiles. The expression is not alien to the Spartan.]
Thank you, Amelia. I hope it becomes that way.
[In this world, or theirs.
Daisy drinks from her tea. There is a sense of serenity in this, she notes. She looks at Amelia, in a wordless invitation if she wants to sit or kneel as well for this.]
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Thank you, Amelia. I hope it becomes that way.
[In this world, or theirs.
Daisy drinks from her tea. There is a sense of serenity in this, she notes. She looks at Amelia, in a wordless invitation if she wants to sit or kneel as well for this.]