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She saw his frown, and quickly looked away. Her thoughts again racing towards her father, and his harshness with her happy nature. She shifted and then smiled. Forcing herself to leave the sadness down, she would pick it up another day.

Amalia wasn't certain why she liked little ones she just did. But she had never truly thought of having her own, until recently and even then, and now. It wasn't a major thought only a brief passing one when they were mentioned, more a question to herself. Do you want that, but she didn't have an answer.

Amalia laughed. Well i'd need to get a fella interested first and you are right. I've never really had a longing for children as others, but perhaps that will change. Do I like them yes. They are cute and lovable little fuzzballs. How can you not love something so innocent and carefree? That hasn't yet been touched by darkness?