Amelia only has time to exclaim Chris' name softly before she's pulled in. She sighs with relief as she hugs him back, just as tight, releasing him the moment he pulls away. She tries to interject when he turns to Wolfe and the two share-- something that is not a mere friendly or reassuring gesture. Knowing they were friends and close the way they are, she'd assumed they were lovers, but this is... more than that. Much more.
She swallows down the desire to ask after it. Now's not the time when Chris is on edge, she and Hawke are covered in blood, and she's still wearing most of her Shadow Mistress mantle.
"It's over," she confirms softly, drawn back completely from both men. It feels... wrong to put herself so close when they're having some kind of moment. She forces down all of her emotions, kills the desire still screaming inside her, and takes a breath as she tries to catch Chris' attention.
"You shouldn't be out right now. What happened to resting? What were you--" She cuts herself off from berating him like instinct tells her to, taking another breath. "You could have messaged us. We would have answered." Eventually.
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She swallows down the desire to ask after it. Now's not the time when Chris is on edge, she and Hawke are covered in blood, and she's still wearing most of her Shadow Mistress mantle.
"It's over," she confirms softly, drawn back completely from both men. It feels... wrong to put herself so close when they're having some kind of moment. She forces down all of her emotions, kills the desire still screaming inside her, and takes a breath as she tries to catch Chris' attention.
"You shouldn't be out right now. What happened to resting? What were you--" She cuts herself off from berating him like instinct tells her to, taking another breath. "You could have messaged us. We would have answered." Eventually.