Maea
And I hope that you don't suffer
But take the pain
But take the pain
Ah, see, she hadn't been blushing before. But the oohing and aaahing of the courier, not to mention his knowing smirk definitely drew some extra color to her face. Maea supposed she was glad he knew who she was talking about, at least. She had to smile at the mental image of Harper trying to paint in a snowstorm - it definitely felt like something he would do.
"He is nice," she agreed, doing her best to keep a straight face even under Tal's gleeful scrutiny. "We've known each other for years, really. You know how it is - you meet, talk and then a year passes before paths cross again." Rubbing the back of her neck, half thoughtful and half sheepish, she shrugged lightly. "We're just... friends. He's had it rough lately... so I wanted to check in. See how he's doing."
Just floating around King's End wasn't the most efficient way of getting in contact, she knew that. But her attempts to write a letter had failed; there was too much to say, and not enough words in her vocabulary to get it right. Especially after last time.
"He is nice," she agreed, doing her best to keep a straight face even under Tal's gleeful scrutiny. "We've known each other for years, really. You know how it is - you meet, talk and then a year passes before paths cross again." Rubbing the back of her neck, half thoughtful and half sheepish, she shrugged lightly. "We're just... friends. He's had it rough lately... so I wanted to check in. See how he's doing."
Just floating around King's End wasn't the most efficient way of getting in contact, she knew that. But her attempts to write a letter had failed; there was too much to say, and not enough words in her vocabulary to get it right. Especially after last time.
Hope if everybody runs
You choose to stay
You choose to stay
