Amalia gave Leia a blank stare, the silence between them hung, something she had become used to, though she did not like it. However, she accepted the silence because, simply, Amalia did not know how to communicate, and she was not going to pretend that she could communicate.
So no, she was not hesitant, just lost, confused. Amalia was shy and reserved, and just did not click well with others, because her shyness always seemed to overtake her. She knew not to be anything else, it was...who she was.
Her face grew soft, and she shook her head no. Leia could call it whatever she liked, but Amalia did not see it as hesitation, she saw it as a loss for words.
'I'm not a people person, Leia, I've never been. I stick to myself most of the time. I come to join in with people when they need me. I don't mingle well. I'm not one of those people you'd call the life of the party. Sometimes though, I wish I were."
She did not give a reason why, that would remain a mystery.
"So no, I'm not hesitant, I just don't know how to communicate. You know it to be true, look at how the trip has gone thus far. You've seen me try..each attempt...has failed in someway, shape, or form..."
The silence still remained, and Amalia nodded to Leia.
"So, ok then...there you have it..."
