Don't paint wonderful lies on me that wash away
Understanding gleamed in the pale girl's eyes, but she merely nodded - far more gravely than Charlie, without attempting to match her brightness. "Of course. I'd be happy to, just say when."
Listening to the explanation, it actually made sense. No one likes a tryhard, flowers are only welcome when given without a reason, just because - it certainly made her feel better about what little she had offered in the past. At least she could honestly say it had been freely given.
"I really like that line of thought," she replied, even as her shoulders came down and lingering tension bled away. "It makes a lot of sense - makes me feel a lot better, honestly."
Falling into step beside the priestess, it was in a far calmer and more contented spirit that she joined Charlie on the travel back to the surface. Whether it was undertaken in silence or continued conversation, it was pleasant; the more time spent in her company, the more Maea found herself enjoying it.
[Fin]
Listening to the explanation, it actually made sense. No one likes a tryhard, flowers are only welcome when given without a reason, just because - it certainly made her feel better about what little she had offered in the past. At least she could honestly say it had been freely given.
"I really like that line of thought," she replied, even as her shoulders came down and lingering tension bled away. "It makes a lot of sense - makes me feel a lot better, honestly."
Falling into step beside the priestess, it was in a far calmer and more contented spirit that she joined Charlie on the travel back to the surface. Whether it was undertaken in silence or continued conversation, it was pleasant; the more time spent in her company, the more Maea found herself enjoying it.
[Fin]
