Maea
give me shelter, or show me heart
"Bold of you to assume I'll be awake to do any saving," came her soft reply, laced through with amusement. With water up to her chin Maea felt safe enough to joke again, even if her eyes were careful not to linger over whatever chiseled muscle or broad shoulders that might be on display. Feeling more than a bit silly the reminded herself that she'd seen shirtless men before, in training rings and on hot Longheat days, and on beaches and - and it didn't matter at all, because apparently that was different. Somehow very much not the same as soaking in a hot spring with someone without anyothers around. Not that she needed a chaperone - she just had a bad track record with men and water. A lethal combination it was, especially when the man in question happened to be very pleasant to be around.
Dipping her head beneath the surface for a moment, Maea squeezed her eyes shut. Ugh. Focus. Lilies. They were talking about lilies.
Returning back up, she blew water from her lips and wiped water from the eyes. "Yeah. Not sure what kind, though. I want to assume a waterlily of some kind? But it could be some other type. Never saw any myself." Maea just assumed they'd be so remarkably miraculous that any glimpse of one would make it impossible to miss. "When you saw Vi's rose, was there anything beside the colors that stood out about it?"
Dipping her head beneath the surface for a moment, Maea squeezed her eyes shut. Ugh. Focus. Lilies. They were talking about lilies.
Returning back up, she blew water from her lips and wiped water from the eyes. "Yeah. Not sure what kind, though. I want to assume a waterlily of some kind? But it could be some other type. Never saw any myself." Maea just assumed they'd be so remarkably miraculous that any glimpse of one would make it impossible to miss. "When you saw Vi's rose, was there anything beside the colors that stood out about it?"
watch me fall apart
and I'll be yours to keep
and I'll be yours to keep
