"Well I always have to fulfill prophesies-and I kinda get pulled to wherever they are so I never get to stay in one place for very long..."
Otis: . . Do you want to do them?
"W-Well-I-.....no...."
He looked away-he hated admitting this...
Otis: . . then don't do them. you clearly have a choice in the matter. Don't force yourself to do things that you don't want to do.
"That's the thing-I sort've-don't."
Otis: why don't you?
"Well-all prophesies have a catalyst-something that sorta-jumpstarts them. And when I get to close to one it-pulls me in..."
Otis: . . . then why didn't i kill you-? -confused-
"It's not like that-it's more like-a tether."
A bright light shone from Amrie's chest to Otis's connecting them
"See?"
Otis: . . oh-
