Maea
I feel it in the wind, my dear
The sun is gonna reappear
The sun is gonna reappear
With the crisis taken care of, and thoroughly sobered up for her troubles, Maea was too tired to feel more than a twinge of surprise that he knew Isla. "Yeah? That's good. Give her my regards, if you do. It's been a while since I saw her."
Watching listlessly while he cleaned, eventually she retreated to the bed and slumped down to sit. Picking up the blanket she wrapped it about her shoulders, more for comfort than because she needed the added warmth. "Happy to help," she murmured. Sitting quietly for a while, she eventually sighed, rubbing at her eyes. "I'm... sorry for snapping at you."
Watching listlessly while he cleaned, eventually she retreated to the bed and slumped down to sit. Picking up the blanket she wrapped it about her shoulders, more for comfort than because she needed the added warmth. "Happy to help," she murmured. Sitting quietly for a while, she eventually sighed, rubbing at her eyes. "I'm... sorry for snapping at you."
Good days are gonna come along
Hold on, hold on!
Hold on, hold on!
