Re: Amy's trailer: Amy M/Si M
Even from where he stood, battered by his own bullshit, Si could tell Amy was... altered. Changed by the loss of memory and the loss of realization that she wasn't as she seemed. All of that coming back had to feel like a noose tightening. Si did his best not to think about it, but, the shit with Caspar made it inevitable. For a moment, he leaned in the doorway as she drew back into the belly of the metal beast, then he ducked inside. Even the splotches of color looked more somber today. Maybe it was just the gray sky overhead.
Si squeezed past the kitchen, and his sister, as best he could to get to the couch just through the beaded curtains, and he sat there, thighs falling wide and his head hitting tin. After a moment, he lifted his head again. He stretched his leg out, to push aside the pieces of curtain with his foot, so he could have a semi-unobstructed view of Amy. He looked at her. Everything between them was different and nothing was. "You should try looking after yourself for once," he said by way of greeting.