Maea
And it feels like fear
Like I'll disappear
Like I'll disappear
Once upon a time, Maea had been certain, too. Full of confidence in the righteousness of her beliefs, and she had recklessly thrown herself into causes before thinking them through. Back then, she would have argued every point with a passion; but the years had frayed her conviction until she felt nothing but thoughtful consideration at Noah's response. If anything, she admired his calm.
Stroking Eira's head where it rested in her lap, she nodded agreement - even if she found it ironic how easily he said such a thing to one who had lived beneath that same barrier. Would she be alive still, if it hasn't fallen?
"Rather selfishly, I am still grateful to have seen the world beyond. Even if I often don't feel like I belong in it... I wouldn't blame anyone for trying to preserve it." It would be a waste of energy anyway, since she was powerless to either help or hinder. Best just to keep her nose out of it - trouble was the last thing she wanted.
.
"Ah, I see. Well, I saw Danta a few days ago, so he's probably around somewhere." Maybe at his establishment. "It's kind of you to consider the Grounds... It must be difficult to split your attention between two regions this way. Is it not tempting to focus your efforts on your heart home?" Why he would go out of his way was more than she could fathom. Was her heart just that narrow? Was this man one to make mistakes from taking on too much?
Then again, she couldn't think of anyone else that would help. The Hollowed Grounds was a haunted place, too full of bitter memories for most. A place to endure, not thrive in.
Stroking Eira's head where it rested in her lap, she nodded agreement - even if she found it ironic how easily he said such a thing to one who had lived beneath that same barrier. Would she be alive still, if it hasn't fallen?
"Rather selfishly, I am still grateful to have seen the world beyond. Even if I often don't feel like I belong in it... I wouldn't blame anyone for trying to preserve it." It would be a waste of energy anyway, since she was powerless to either help or hinder. Best just to keep her nose out of it - trouble was the last thing she wanted.
.
"Ah, I see. Well, I saw Danta a few days ago, so he's probably around somewhere." Maybe at his establishment. "It's kind of you to consider the Grounds... It must be difficult to split your attention between two regions this way. Is it not tempting to focus your efforts on your heart home?" Why he would go out of his way was more than she could fathom. Was her heart just that narrow? Was this man one to make mistakes from taking on too much?
Then again, she couldn't think of anyone else that would help. The Hollowed Grounds was a haunted place, too full of bitter memories for most. A place to endure, not thrive in.
Gets so hard to steer
Yet I go on
Yet I go on
