When they had scowled at her, those ugly frowns and gritted teeth, Amelia found it extremely difficult to restrain a chuckle.
Very rarely does something ever come along that was worthy of her amusement. Indeed, though there exists a potential countless to scorn and ridicule especially in a world such as this… but when it came to humor, laughter, it was of no surprise to her that very little could even muster the faintest smile out of her.
But this? Those ghastly, distorted faces, the swell in their strut of misplaced confidence, and the air of terror they genuinely believed they exuded. Fragile, feeble beings attempting foolishly to appear more than what they were, really… she couldn't even bring herself to be upset, the hilarity of it all.