Maea
give me shelter, or show me heart
"You'd be surprised how often that isn't true," Maea murmured. Settling down on her belly, propped on elbows and with the mug nestled in her hands, she regarded the mer with sceptical interest. It was the first time she'd heard anyone say anything nice about the Family without a degree of coercion, and as hair-raising as it was, she had to admit... after seeing Vox for herself, the weirdness had not been followed up with anything cruel or dangerous.
Not yet, anyway.
"I'm not fond of anyone intruding on my mind," she argued reservedly. "It feels very much like a violation of privacy, and I would prefer that it stopped." Raising a pale brow at the bobbing head, she had to ask. "How come you're so unbothered by them? You're not worried about what would happen if they took over Caido?"
Not yet, anyway.
"I'm not fond of anyone intruding on my mind," she argued reservedly. "It feels very much like a violation of privacy, and I would prefer that it stopped." Raising a pale brow at the bobbing head, she had to ask. "How come you're so unbothered by them? You're not worried about what would happen if they took over Caido?"
watch me fall apart
and I'll be yours to keep
and I'll be yours to keep
