MAEA
Maea laughed, a quiet chuckle at his confidence, but did not contradict him. It was true, as far as she was concerned. There had been no one before him, and she was quite sure there would be no one after, even if Caido wrought havoc on her life and she was left without him. Knock on wood. Of course, she couldn't swear anything on a future that she'd do her utmost to avoid, but for now... Sunjata had no rivals for her affection. No doubt he would be very smug to hear that. So, Maea conveniently forgot to tell him.
Her mind was brought sharply away from any kind of glum thoughts as he began to lather her back. For all that he tried to be careful and gentle, the girl eventually had to reach for the wall in front of her for support, because the waves of pain made her quite unsteady. Offset only by the thrill of being touched by him, after what felt like an eternity apart. It was a heady mess, and thinking around it was not easy. Not even when the topic was as unpleasant as The Merciless.
"She's... quite insane, I think. Very pleasant, very strict, and completely lacking any kind of common sense. So far I've kept a low profile, don't want to draw her attention... Weaver wasn't so lucky though. Her attitude might become a problem." Unable to bend, she wondered who of the two formidable women that might break first. Not something Maea would ever bet on.
But even that was more pleasant than the subject of Loren, and the promise Sunjata brought up. Maea closed her eyes and sighed, letting her head hang down between the arms. "How much did he tell you?" she asked, quietly. Very somber, because the Healer was not a fun subject to drag up.
Her mind was brought sharply away from any kind of glum thoughts as he began to lather her back. For all that he tried to be careful and gentle, the girl eventually had to reach for the wall in front of her for support, because the waves of pain made her quite unsteady. Offset only by the thrill of being touched by him, after what felt like an eternity apart. It was a heady mess, and thinking around it was not easy. Not even when the topic was as unpleasant as The Merciless.
"She's... quite insane, I think. Very pleasant, very strict, and completely lacking any kind of common sense. So far I've kept a low profile, don't want to draw her attention... Weaver wasn't so lucky though. Her attitude might become a problem." Unable to bend, she wondered who of the two formidable women that might break first. Not something Maea would ever bet on.
But even that was more pleasant than the subject of Loren, and the promise Sunjata brought up. Maea closed her eyes and sighed, letting her head hang down between the arms. "How much did he tell you?" she asked, quietly. Very somber, because the Healer was not a fun subject to drag up.
Lost in a world full of non-believers
Searching for smoke in a still water pond
Searching for smoke in a still water pond
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