I'll drown eventually so don't save me
It didn't mean things were back to normal. She understood that much. But at least he was accepting her offer for what it was, and the apology too - it would have to do, for now.
Maea busied herself with flaying the rock slider while Asta hung back. Giving him all the space he wanted, it was good for both of them; her hands were growing steadier for the simple task of cutting and scraping back the scaly hide, and the ordinary nature of the act steadied her mind as well.
Shifting to make room for her tall friend when she had progressed enough that he could process the meat, Maea glanced over at him. That was some confession while actively butchering the same kind of animal, and she looked down on her bloody, gore-covered hands.
"Yeah? Then I'm sorry again, if this is difficult for you." He didn't seem bothered, but what did she know? An old conversation with the Voice echoed faintly in the back of her mind - about how little she knew, and all the things she couldn't possibly understand. If felt less like a threat, today, and more like advice. "What's it like, being a snake? I like them, but they're not very... expressive. Not like horses, or even cats." Or dragons - but those she knew even less about.
Maea busied herself with flaying the rock slider while Asta hung back. Giving him all the space he wanted, it was good for both of them; her hands were growing steadier for the simple task of cutting and scraping back the scaly hide, and the ordinary nature of the act steadied her mind as well.
Shifting to make room for her tall friend when she had progressed enough that he could process the meat, Maea glanced over at him. That was some confession while actively butchering the same kind of animal, and she looked down on her bloody, gore-covered hands.
"Yeah? Then I'm sorry again, if this is difficult for you." He didn't seem bothered, but what did she know? An old conversation with the Voice echoed faintly in the back of her mind - about how little she knew, and all the things she couldn't possibly understand. If felt less like a threat, today, and more like advice. "What's it like, being a snake? I like them, but they're not very... expressive. Not like horses, or even cats." Or dragons - but those she knew even less about.
Maea
