[Amelia's moving around the boat, trying to stay warm. It's been a difficult few days, but her nausea is finally fading--just in time to go home. Still, she's not complaining, since the cold is something else she doesn't care for. Even after a year and a half in Luceti she's still not used to it.
She slows when she sees Archie, however, barely able to make out the puffed air that means he's speaking. If she can get close enough without him stopping, she'll actually listen to the song before she says anything.]
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She slows when she sees Archie, however, barely able to make out the puffed air that means he's speaking. If she can get close enough without him stopping, she'll actually listen to the song before she says anything.]