Can't we tell her-?
"Okay, so what's the deal with Talin and T'Challa?" Amara asks, as she sits next to Bell.
"Young love?" Bell shrugs.
"What?" Amara asks surprised.
"T'Challa and Talin grew up together. Who could blame them, for catching feelings?" Bell shrugs.
"Then why run?" Amara asks.
"She's tired of holding her tongue? She wants to do more, than stand beside T'Challa?" Bell sighs. "You know just as well as I do. Royalty and minding her opinion. Isn't really Talin, she'll speak her mind if she wishes to."
"I thought-?"
"Sh!" Bell hushes. "That's Talin and T'Challa's mess to repair. T'Challa has put his royal life, above who he really is."
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Amara nods looking over her shoulder at Talin.
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"We can't do anything to help." Bell says, as she sets the autopilot.
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"Can we at least cheer her up?" Amara asks.
"You could try a magic trick." Bell giggles. "But don't tell her, we already bought a building in New York."
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"Can we tell her, about *the sanctuary*?" Amara frowns.
"No, that's only if *she's homesick*." Bell shakes her head.
"Fine." Amara nods.
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"We have a four hours to fly. Why don't you find something to do." Bell smiles.
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Amara nods as she gets up.
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Talin's still sitting in the back of the jet. When Amara sits down in front of her.
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Talin looks up at Amara confused.
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Amara cups her hands together. She smiles as purple smoke, forms in her hands.
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Talin watches on intrigued.
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Amara waves her right hand, over her left. Turning the smoke, into a solid purple sphere.
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Talin smiles as she shakes her head.
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Amara juggles the sphere, between both of her hands. Before lightly tossing it to Talin.
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Talin gasps as she catches the sphere.
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Amara holds up her index finger. She pokes the sphere, turning it into purple glitter on Talin's hands.
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Talin smiles as she sighs.
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Amara smiles to herself, hoping she lifted Talin's spirits. She waves her hand, over Talin's hands cleaning up the glitter.
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"Thank you." Talin nods.
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Amara sighs content, as she gives Talin space.