Amelia gave a small, encouraging smile as she leaned back against the couch. "Well... that's great, isn't it?" she said, her tone light yet genuine.
She glanced between Wisp and Aer, her gaze warm and thoughtful. "Discovering who you are, where you come from—that's a big deal. Not everyone gets that chance. Sure, it's a lot to take in, but it sounds like something worth celebrating."
Wisp nodded slowly, holding the book a little tighter. "I guess it is... but it's overwhelming. There's so much I still don't understand."
Aer remained quiet, her fingers brushing against the pendant around her neck. "It's... kinda new," she murmured, her voice barely above a whisper.
Before anyone could respond, three firm knocks echoed through the room, breaking the moment of reflection.
The group fell silent. Frey stood, her expression cautious as she walked to the door. "Who is it?" she asked sharply, her hand resting on the doorknob.
