MAEA
His technicalities be damned, it was close enough for her thinking. And try though she might, there was not even an ounce of enthusiasm summoned by the cheery concept of 'making friends'. Or as he put it, 'meet the family'. What family? The only person she would ever acknowledge that way was him. He had earned it. She bumped back at him, lost in thought until he went on. Talking of fireworks.
"Alright. No explosives. Wow, will that even be a party?" A bad attempt at livening up, that fell flat as soon as he brought up LongNight. "Then it should be held on LongNight," she replied, subdued. "I'll think of something else."
The shift in Amun's tone was unusual enough that it brought her out of her own fog. Twisting around to look up at him, Maea's expression softened, and she reached up to thread her fingers through his hair. A cool thumb lingered on his cheek, offering all the quiet affection she had to give.
"If you want to, then it's the best idea ever thought of," she told him. "But if you would rather not, I will take care of it. No questions asked." Whether it was because of Sam, or his involvement in the recent upheaval didn't matter to her.
Turning her gaze to the ruins, she pointed to a series of three walls that had fallen like dominoes against one another. Supported by one still standing column, there was a slight gap between each segment.
"Try that one. Unless your phasing is a one-shot action?" She didn't have the details of it - perhaps he couldn't switch back and forth that rapidly.
"Alright. No explosives. Wow, will that even be a party?" A bad attempt at livening up, that fell flat as soon as he brought up LongNight. "Then it should be held on LongNight," she replied, subdued. "I'll think of something else."
The shift in Amun's tone was unusual enough that it brought her out of her own fog. Twisting around to look up at him, Maea's expression softened, and she reached up to thread her fingers through his hair. A cool thumb lingered on his cheek, offering all the quiet affection she had to give.
"If you want to, then it's the best idea ever thought of," she told him. "But if you would rather not, I will take care of it. No questions asked." Whether it was because of Sam, or his involvement in the recent upheaval didn't matter to her.
Turning her gaze to the ruins, she pointed to a series of three walls that had fallen like dominoes against one another. Supported by one still standing column, there was a slight gap between each segment.
"Try that one. Unless your phasing is a one-shot action?" She didn't have the details of it - perhaps he couldn't switch back and forth that rapidly.
I'm bleeding out for you
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