Emelia knew herself clearly. That she isn't dumb to understand what Amy had said. But how can this woman call herself an ally of hers? They don't even know each other or have seen each other. Not to mention they just met. But as Emelia took a closer look at Amy, she realized how neat she was. It feels like she had just entered the prison out of nowhere.
"You don't need to trust me, but just listen to what I'm about to say," Amy said while she turned her back quickly as a soldier made his way towards them. They both thought they were going to get caught, but the soldier just passed them like nothing. "Anyway, I'm sure you can do it. Slip in a weed somewhere they can't see. Don't worry, they won't catch because for sure that old man would ask you to stay."
