Maea
And I hope that you don't suffer
But take the pain
But take the pain
Maea did have a tail and it was trying very hard to tie itself into a knot. She hadn't known it could bend quite the way it was, and found it equally awkward and kind of unsettling, the way it sometimes moved not entirely of her own volition.
"Well - I mean, just - " she sputtered, trying to get a word in before Tal painted up a picture that veered too wildly from the already confusing situation - only to jump a little when he did a double take.
And suddenly Maea found herself in that delicate place where you had to balance facts against confidences, and figure out what was too personal to share. She didn't usually gossip. Preferred to drink her tea, not spill it, and would never even dream of breaking the trust of someone she cared for. But... well. Harper leaving Torchline... could hardly be considered news, at this point. To most who knew him, at least.
"I... yeah. He left. Apparently he has been bouncing between here and the Grounds for quite a while. Trying to... I don't know. Change, maybe." She didn't say that he had been looking for that change at the bottom of every bottle and tankard he could find. Nor did she mention that his visits had been more to the House of Midnight than King's Edge in particular. That was definitely not something she was going to tell anyone, not even a friend; but the soft concern tugging at the corners of her mouth spoke volumes of how well it was going.
"Well - I mean, just - " she sputtered, trying to get a word in before Tal painted up a picture that veered too wildly from the already confusing situation - only to jump a little when he did a double take.
And suddenly Maea found herself in that delicate place where you had to balance facts against confidences, and figure out what was too personal to share. She didn't usually gossip. Preferred to drink her tea, not spill it, and would never even dream of breaking the trust of someone she cared for. But... well. Harper leaving Torchline... could hardly be considered news, at this point. To most who knew him, at least.
"I... yeah. He left. Apparently he has been bouncing between here and the Grounds for quite a while. Trying to... I don't know. Change, maybe." She didn't say that he had been looking for that change at the bottom of every bottle and tankard he could find. Nor did she mention that his visits had been more to the House of Midnight than King's Edge in particular. That was definitely not something she was going to tell anyone, not even a friend; but the soft concern tugging at the corners of her mouth spoke volumes of how well it was going.
Hope if everybody runs
You choose to stay
You choose to stay
