Maea
Blood on my shirt, rose in my hand
The mention of food reminded Maea that she hadn't eaten since last night. In the wake of the storm she had been too preoccupied with salvaging her things, and frankly been too upset to even be hungry. Now, putting a hand over her stomach, she felt the quiet growls of protest and smiled up at her friend.
"Mhm, now that's an offer I'm not going to pass up. Where to?" Ignoring the sizeable dent it would make in her funds to eat out, Maea was confident it wouldn't ruin her. They were still going hunting one of these days, and with the progression of spring there was foraging to be done while they were out exploring, both to eat and to sell. It would be fine - somehow it would be alright. Liam was back, the waiting was over - and it would be nice to talk about less depressing things than they had so far.
"Mhm, now that's an offer I'm not going to pass up. Where to?" Ignoring the sizeable dent it would make in her funds to eat out, Maea was confident it wouldn't ruin her. They were still going hunting one of these days, and with the progression of spring there was foraging to be done while they were out exploring, both to eat and to sell. It would be fine - somehow it would be alright. Liam was back, the waiting was over - and it would be nice to talk about less depressing things than they had so far.
You're looking at me like you don't know who I am
