( Their lights combine, purple hues giving way to rose gold as a dome-like structure erects around and above them. Emilia keeps an arm protectively around Kamala, noting that she does not look scared, does not look rejective.
At the end of a borrowed world, surrounded by violence, she finds wonder.
It breaks Emilia's heart a little to see it, to know it. What would she not tear down to keep someone like Kamala safe? )
So are you.
( She looks up, the fire of the next catapult absorbed by the dome, but who knows how long she can keep it going. ) We move. We help anyone on the way that we can, but we move. Don't look back.
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At the end of a borrowed world, surrounded by violence, she finds wonder.
It breaks Emilia's heart a little to see it, to know it. What would she not tear down to keep someone like Kamala safe? )
So are you.
( She looks up, the fire of the next catapult absorbed by the dome, but who knows how long she can keep it going. ) We move. We help anyone on the way that we can, but we move. Don't look back.