Oh, you say you have to fall apart to really be someone
Compared to the Climb, the tropical isles felt chilly. Not Halo cold or even Grounds cold, but unpleasantly cool enough to warrant both coat and a scarf wrapped high around her neck and face. It was a good excuse to hide away, too. Whatever progress she had made in terms of friendly demeanor and openness had crumbled and cracked lately, and she didn't feel like smiling. Or talking. Or really doing anything.
She only showed up because Hadama was a friend, and she couldn't stand the thought of losing more of those. Appearing from the direction of the skyport, she carried a bag that looked rather too large for just a casual trip and came up to the king with only a curt nod for a greeting. If anyone could understand the reason for her demure mood, it would be him.
"Where do you want me?"
Maybe working would help. Keeping busy usually did make her feel better.
Maea appears carrying what's on her profile, plus a backpack with rations of food, rope, a dagger and a first aid kit. She's wearing her Valair Armor and winter clothing against the weather.
She only showed up because Hadama was a friend, and she couldn't stand the thought of losing more of those. Appearing from the direction of the skyport, she carried a bag that looked rather too large for just a casual trip and came up to the king with only a curt nod for a greeting. If anyone could understand the reason for her demure mood, it would be him.
"Where do you want me?"
Maybe working would help. Keeping busy usually did make her feel better.
Maea appears carrying what's on her profile, plus a backpack with rations of food, rope, a dagger and a first aid kit. She's wearing her Valair Armor and winter clothing against the weather.
