yet my blood renders me a King
Sah's eyes widened as he recognized the figure before him, his hand falling to his side from where it had been running along the spines of books. "Maea? Long time no see." He kept his voice low, unwilling to disturb anyone reading around them. A few things suddenly clicked in place and his brow furrowed, "I won't keep you if you're busy, but...are you okay?" Not that long ago, she'd been very verbal and upfront about her intention to protect Caido from the void.
For her to suddenly go underground, something must have happened. The Wild Thunder's mind wandered, worried that perhaps the Ancient had fallen victim to the Family just as Flora and Jack had. Or perhaps, the unnamed circumstances that had befallen Sohalia. Sah didn't feel that he was close enough to Maea to pry, nor had anyone requested he keep an eye out for her. Yet, he still considered them acquainted enough that asking about her general welfare was acceptable.
Especially when a brief glance at her body language made her desire to flee so clear. The hybrid didn't want to push.
For her to suddenly go underground, something must have happened. The Wild Thunder's mind wandered, worried that perhaps the Ancient had fallen victim to the Family just as Flora and Jack had. Or perhaps, the unnamed circumstances that had befallen Sohalia. Sah didn't feel that he was close enough to Maea to pry, nor had anyone requested he keep an eye out for her. Yet, he still considered them acquainted enough that asking about her general welfare was acceptable.
Especially when a brief glance at her body language made her desire to flee so clear. The hybrid didn't want to push.
Sah
