Elizabeth
She chuckled lightly at the joke, encouraged by Maea's humor and talks of the future. Even if she didn't plan to stay here long term, it seemed like something she was comfortable considering. However, as she offered the sleeping arrangements, Elizabeth rolled the words in her mind while she offered a polite smile. "I'll sleep anywhere." Finally snagging on the right question, she looked to the stairs and what she assumed would be a dusty bedroom above. "Is there a reason you're not sleeping in the bed?" If she was offering it to a guest, there must not be anything wrong with it, but she wondered if there might be some internal reason she felt uncomfortable claiming the bed, perhaps a deeper feeling that she didn't 'belong' yet.
As Maea made her way to the rocking chair, Elizabeth followed slowly, careful of the tender emotions on the Ancient's face. She sat at the edge of the couch, close enough to talk, but with enough distance to let her feel without the sense of her privacy being invaded. Smiling softly, her voice was soothing as she said, "We can't control how other people feel about us, and it can be especially hard when we don't know why they feel that way." That was often the most difficult part, and sometimes confrontation was the only way to find peace, or answers. It was something they could address, should she desire it. For now, they should focus on what Maea wanted.
Tilting her head, she planted a small seed for the Ancient to consider. "What really matters is how you feel about the relationship, and whether you value it enough to put in the effort to repair it." There was no bias or judgement in her tone or expression, not privy to what her relationship with Flora was like or what she wanted it to be. Elizabeth couldn't tell her how to proceed or how long it may take, she could only guide her in finding what might be best for her mental health.
As Maea made her way to the rocking chair, Elizabeth followed slowly, careful of the tender emotions on the Ancient's face. She sat at the edge of the couch, close enough to talk, but with enough distance to let her feel without the sense of her privacy being invaded. Smiling softly, her voice was soothing as she said, "We can't control how other people feel about us, and it can be especially hard when we don't know why they feel that way." That was often the most difficult part, and sometimes confrontation was the only way to find peace, or answers. It was something they could address, should she desire it. For now, they should focus on what Maea wanted.
Tilting her head, she planted a small seed for the Ancient to consider. "What really matters is how you feel about the relationship, and whether you value it enough to put in the effort to repair it." There was no bias or judgement in her tone or expression, not privy to what her relationship with Flora was like or what she wanted it to be. Elizabeth couldn't tell her how to proceed or how long it may take, she could only guide her in finding what might be best for her mental health.
Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength,
while loving someone deeply gives you courage.
while loving someone deeply gives you courage.
