Maea
And it feels like fear
Like I'll disappear
Like I'll disappear
Of course. A sinking feeling in her gut drained some of the warmth from her limbs. Rubbing them in a half hearted attempt at convincing herself that she was fine, she stared glumly at the cannibal on the opposite side of the fire. She could convince herself that it was lingering dampness in her clothes that gave her shivers, and she could tell herself that it was lack of food that had her stomach turning queasily. But nothing either he or she said managed to convince her that there wasn't a reason to worry.
"You may want to consider your policy for honesty, in that case," she told him, scarcely believing the words coming out of her own mouth. "Much as I appreciate the trust... the last thing we need is even the hint of a rumor that the Grounds tolerate cannibalism. There might not be any stigma against Ancients now, but if that comes out? You can bet your cane it won't last."
Chewing the inside of her cheek, she added, "I better not ever find myself in a position where I have to defend your feeding habits." Her gaze was firm as she looked at Asta. If it came to choosing between his hide or the safety of the region, she would throw him to the wolves every time.
"You may want to consider your policy for honesty, in that case," she told him, scarcely believing the words coming out of her own mouth. "Much as I appreciate the trust... the last thing we need is even the hint of a rumor that the Grounds tolerate cannibalism. There might not be any stigma against Ancients now, but if that comes out? You can bet your cane it won't last."
Chewing the inside of her cheek, she added, "I better not ever find myself in a position where I have to defend your feeding habits." Her gaze was firm as she looked at Asta. If it came to choosing between his hide or the safety of the region, she would throw him to the wolves every time.
Gets so hard to steer
Yet I go on
Yet I go on
