Amy:...sounds like the tune Mum used to play...*closes her eyes and starts singing lightly along with his humming* You'll forget the sun in his jealous sky, as we walk in fields of gold....
...I said stop.*looks at him, the sadness turning to anger*...My name is Ysabell. I don't know how many times I have to say this fact or where you got this delusion. You can see my journals. it's Ysabell. always has been. *pushes him away and starts to walk back to the training grounds* I'm going to the training grounds, come with if you want as you're stay a little while... *storms off*
*she stops and shouts back at him* Chance of what, pain? something seems to have boggled your mind! *turns back to the training grounds* Load assassin training 343. *and walks in*
*stops in her tracks, her mind clouding as she returns the kiss...before she snaps back to her senses and pushes him away again, walking into the training without saying a word*
*inside the training ground walls. not showing any mercy to the simulations as they appear, a scythe blade through them seconds later her frustration and confusion spiking* never learn...do they? *her left eye turning black as she continues*
