''Amari!!... Amari!!'' Freyr walks around, scanning for Amari's whereabouts.
She looks for him from building to building, asking around about his whereabouts. After what felt like hours of question, a few boys who are playing around indicate that they saw a moor who was by the river on his own.
''Thank you for your help.''
Freyr waves at them and leaves. When she arrives by the river, she sees Amari sitting there hugging his legs and resting his chin on his knees. He looks at her and as she slowly approaches him.
''Maybe I should be alone... Because everyone that comes around me dies.''
''Why would you think that? You're not a curse to anyone.''
''But it's true... Apollo said it, and he isn't the first one to mention how much danger I bring to my friends.''
She seats next to him, and they both look at the flow of the river.
''Do you care about them? Your friends...''