[o] [SE] sins, like skeletons, are so very hard to hide

Maea

I see you when you chase
All the dreams inside your head

It did feel strange to hear the kindness in the dragoon's voice. It wasn't something she was used to anymore, save from a select few people, but it was gratifying - and a good piece of advice to speak of those who had passed. "I have not thought about it that way," Maea said thoughtfully. "It might be a skill to practice, just like any other. Like letting lose and relaxing... that isn't something I've done a lot of lately."

Leaning down to snatch up a dry stick from the ground, she peeled it absently as they spoke. "Do you think it easier or harder to speak about them with a stranger? I would offer to listen... if you're comfortable with it." Given that they'd known each other for a bare half hour, they couldn't be more unfamiliar - despite sharing a lot of life experiences.

I see you when you laugh
And when you love until the bitter end

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