Maea
And it feels like fear
Like I'll disappear
Like I'll disappear
A storm indeed. It altered the pressure in her ears enough that they popped. All sound turned down on mute and the potential repercussions of that little morsel of truth pingponged like a retro flipper game in her brain. It was too big. Too frightening. How Remi was keeping it together at all she couldn't underbart, but certainly his presence here made perfect sense now. Vi's involvement too.
Would that she knew what to say. Clutching the edge of the bench, Maea felt the might fall off if she let go. "It's a lovely name," she replied weakly. "I'm sure she's a lovely person too. I just think it's better if I stick to the titles for now... don't want to presume any kind of familiarity when there is none." Managing a bleak smile in return for the understanding, she was grateful for the lack of curiosity. She'd never ask Remi to take sides against his family even if it would help her own cause. These issues were between Flora and herself; she would fix them herself too.
"But, if I find something before you're done with the quest, I'll let you know. Ronin is more important than my plans." Torchline could wait, all her problems could wait if it meant curing the Knight.
The consternation in his voice at her choice of living situations had her mouth quirking under a smile. "Funds are tight," she explained - only to blink at the sudden offer. "Uhm... but isn't the fae leader using it? I'm no guardian - " And by being 'welcome to it', did he mean to stay in for now, or to keep?
Suddenly it was growing hard to breathe. Trying really hard not to get any hopes up, Maea met his gaze, her cheeks flushed with a surging hope. "But... I mean... sure. I can have a look. If you're sure..?"
Would that she knew what to say. Clutching the edge of the bench, Maea felt the might fall off if she let go. "It's a lovely name," she replied weakly. "I'm sure she's a lovely person too. I just think it's better if I stick to the titles for now... don't want to presume any kind of familiarity when there is none." Managing a bleak smile in return for the understanding, she was grateful for the lack of curiosity. She'd never ask Remi to take sides against his family even if it would help her own cause. These issues were between Flora and herself; she would fix them herself too.
"But, if I find something before you're done with the quest, I'll let you know. Ronin is more important than my plans." Torchline could wait, all her problems could wait if it meant curing the Knight.
The consternation in his voice at her choice of living situations had her mouth quirking under a smile. "Funds are tight," she explained - only to blink at the sudden offer. "Uhm... but isn't the fae leader using it? I'm no guardian - " And by being 'welcome to it', did he mean to stay in for now, or to keep?
Suddenly it was growing hard to breathe. Trying really hard not to get any hopes up, Maea met his gaze, her cheeks flushed with a surging hope. "But... I mean... sure. I can have a look. If you're sure..?"
Gets so hard to steer
Yet I go on
Yet I go on
