The Sunspire This mortal form is a bit battered

Jace thought that just perhaps even Ame was more social than he. Though she was too was quiet. One of the reasons he imagined they got along so well. They didn't feel the need to fill the space with useless dribble. Though presently things needed to change, he needed to fix something. He did not want to continue to have miscommunications with others. The former conversations all three of them with Sumayl came to mind. Perhaps was his quiet murmur.

Jace gave her a ghost of a grin. He didn't mind if she laughed, one of the few he would allow to laugh at him. He considered her a dear friend, one of the few. Right up there next to his sister, and Bazi. Yep that about covered it.

Jace grimaced a bit, and grunted once or twice. But other than that he kept his voicebox quiet. He didn't mind the hair ripping, but the yarrow stung. I'll try and be careful. Thanks Ame.