Only a cat with a different coat

Maea

And time it waits for no one
It heals them when you die

As she suspected, the dots connected and pointed an accusatory finger at Safrin's newest demigod, the Tidebreaker, king of the Mer and Torchline, et cetera. At this particular moment she wished Hadama had left her out of whatever schemes they had discussed. Given her very recent run in with the Family, and all the subsequent accusations thrown at her from people she had considered to be allies, the last thing Maea wanted was to discuss more of the same thing. Especially not with someone she didn't know.

His question hovered unanswered during the long moment where she contemplated lying, just so she could leave. Her temples pounded with the beginnings of a headache and a long, quiet sigh seeped from her lips.

"In so far as getting my name and proffession right, he was correct," she murmured. "As for assistance... that depends entirely on what you have in mind." Because apparently she was a reckless, selfish martyr with a hero complex who would get herself and everyone else around her killed. So she should probably make sure he was ready and willing to die by association before saying anything more.

Given his willingness to take a beating for a random stranger, so far it was looking good.

And soon you are forgotten
A whisper within a sigh