Obedient as a child exchausted after a long day, she wiped the blood off with the butt of her hand. It smeared a little over her cheek, but she was too tired to notice or care. Walking all the way back to the Snowcloak would be a nightmare, even with Amun to offer his support.
[say]"Good. Thank you."[/say] The relief in her was unmasked, all abilities to hide behind masks and jokes burned away with the ice. Maea felt drained, empty, but it was in a good way. Cathartic, as if she'd really needed to let off that steam.
The little bump almost saw her stagger down into the snow, had it not been for the supporting arm he held around her. It was strange to think that she'd been afraid of him, not so long ago. Where had all that come from? And where had it gone?
[say]"You didn't want to be the monster,"[/say] she countered, trying to keep up with his banter. [say]"Means you'll have to be the good guy instead. No take backs now."[/say]
[say]"Good. Thank you."[/say] The relief in her was unmasked, all abilities to hide behind masks and jokes burned away with the ice. Maea felt drained, empty, but it was in a good way. Cathartic, as if she'd really needed to let off that steam.
The little bump almost saw her stagger down into the snow, had it not been for the supporting arm he held around her. It was strange to think that she'd been afraid of him, not so long ago. Where had all that come from? And where had it gone?
[say]"You didn't want to be the monster,"[/say] she countered, trying to keep up with his banter. [say]"Means you'll have to be the good guy instead. No take backs now."[/say]
