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Amata hadn’t been expecting Nausicaa to even hear her over the radio, let alone appear outside of the Vault.
But, there she was. Eyes dark and hard, like flint, missing the warmth she once knew. Nausicaa was wearing a fully mechanised suit of armour, coloured a shiny grey that reflected the Vault lights, and matched the tall woman behind her, who had been introduced as “Star Paladin Cross”. They didn’t explain where they’d met, but Nausicaa had simply asked Amata what was wrong.
So, Amata told her.
Nausicaa’s eyes sparkled, an expression Amata recognised from nights sneaking through the Vault together, but her voice turned brittle, “I’m gonna save everyone. Just you watch me,” she took a breath, as if too steady herself, “I’ll save this vault and that’ll just be the start. I’m going to do it.”
Cross nodded, and placed an armoured hand on Nausicaa’s shoulder in comfort, “We will.”
Amata ignored the jealousy that sparked in her at someone else touching Nausicaa- they never gave their “thing” a true name, and it's not like she had any proof that Cross was with Nausicaa- it really reminded her more of the relationship Nausicaa had with Jonas.
Still. She wanted to be the one giving Nausicaa comfort.
“Just, please,” Amata swallowed, “can you help us?”
Nausicaa smiled, a smile that made Amata’s stomach do a flip, “Who would I be if I didn’t?”