He says it quickly. As if it would crush him to keep the weight of that secret on his chest any longer. Her expression softens and she lets him speak, getting it all out, telling her how he figured it out. Expressing his worry about how Safrin will react. Maeve gives his fingers a gentle squeeze, [say]"Oh, little star, you needn't worry about that. I promise. Safrin won't be angry with you."[/say] After talking with Sunjata, Maeve is fairly certain the goddess already knew what he was, but she hadn't turned him away yet. The Nightshade feels it in her gut that her goddess will continue to welcome her son with open arms. Why wouldn't she? Maeve uses her free hand to cup his cheek, thumb brushing across the smooth skin there, head cocking to the side as she regards him.
[say]"Want to know a secret, darling? Safrin knew what you were ever since you were a little baby in my belly. She knew then and she knows now. She didn't punish me then and she won't punish me now."[/say] Maeve reassures him, leaning forward to press a kiss to his forehead, drawing him in to a tight hug afterwards. [say]"Do you want to follow Safrin?"[/say]
[say]"Want to know a secret, darling? Safrin knew what you were ever since you were a little baby in my belly. She knew then and she knows now. She didn't punish me then and she won't punish me now."[/say] Maeve reassures him, leaning forward to press a kiss to his forehead, drawing him in to a tight hug afterwards. [say]"Do you want to follow Safrin?"[/say]
