Still unsure

"but first, lemme take a selfie"

"Oh! Do you think we’ll have to learn a new type of weapon? I know they told Ely— er, I mean, Robin that she could bring her tomes, but…”

While waiting for a response, she looked back to Sami. "By the way, have you heard about who else might be there?" she let out a hopeful sigh. "I mean, the letter said it's folks from outrealms all over the place, including ones we haven't even touched!" Angie glanced away from Sami, looking towards the door. "I hope some of 'em are cute." What exactly she meant by cute was up for debate.

… Right?

"What is it that's got you feeling sick?" She asked once Sami was laying down and comfortable, handing a water skin to the pegaus knight. "I could probably help, if I knew the specifics..." Or go get a healer, if it was something beyond a fever and a common disease. 

She was immediately awake, jumping up and hurrying over to her friend. “Oh, I-I missed you!” She hugged the mercenary tightly, a wide smile on her face. “S-so you got a letter too? I-I was sure it was a prank letter, b-but they’re serious! Oh, I-I’m so excited!”

"Mnh...I guess I'll figure it out once we get to it." A small shrug once Sami let go. "Yeah! I'm so excited, too! Have you been waiting for someone, or...?" The morning dew was all but gone from the grass from outside of the porch, and the day was in full swing. The mercenary stooped to scratch Mia behind her ears, greeting the kitten.

I’M REALLY FEELING IT

Mia purred sleepily, curling up next to Sami’s leg.

Angie was dressed in something different from her usual armor. A long ornate magenta coat covered her to her thighs and opened at the waist, and she wore gray boots with golden trim went mid-calf and gray pants. Her sword was tied at the waist, scabbard at the left hilt. Hey, Sami!" the Plegian said with a smile once Sami turned around. "You're lookin' a little sleepy there--what's up?" 

She remained silent, noticing her hands had begun to shake.

The panic on the girl’s face was obvious, watching his eyes desperately. Come on, wake up, wake up. Please, just let me see hear your voice…

"You know, even if you’re conscious, there’s a chance that you might not be able to control your actions for long. Normally controlling oneself as a Risen is a mark of someone on the level of the Deadlords. Oh, did anyone ever tell you~? Who the Deadlords are…?"

Her hands clasped to her face as she smiled, looking past Angie and out the door. “Ohh, he’s looking for me! Heehee, stay quiet, alright~? Oh, how fun, he’ll never look for me in here~!”

"W-who??" Angie asked, looking at the woman and then nervously at the door. Her eyelid twitched, side of her lip stretching back in a near-snarl.

After all, Angie was a Risen now, and Sami no longer the woman that the other had gotten so close to.

"The baby...Raleigh...h-how will I know he's safe?" She asked, red eyes scanning the woman over. Could she even take Sami's word anymore?