Maea
Hold me like I never did
anything to hurt you
anything to hurt you
Twisting her hands together, rubbing a thumb over the scarred skin, Maea understood his reluctance. Some things did not get better from ruminating over them, and benefitted from forgiving and forgetting about. From the look of things however, Zavien was doing neither of those – and she knew painfully well where that might lead a person.
"I won't make you, of course," she assured him – wouldn't even use the excuse of reviving her dear Shii, though it was certainly part of the reason why she was still talking. "I just think - I talked about this with Liam a while back - that sometimes it can help to say things out loud. To speak of the dead, to say when it hurts... I'm terrible at the last part, as you've noticed. But I'm trying to get better. And maybe – since I've done this dying thing more than you – I might be able to offer some aid..?" Did two times make you an expert? It was a weak attempt at brevity but given the circumstances, actually joking felt a bit out of place.
"I won't make you, of course," she assured him – wouldn't even use the excuse of reviving her dear Shii, though it was certainly part of the reason why she was still talking. "I just think - I talked about this with Liam a while back - that sometimes it can help to say things out loud. To speak of the dead, to say when it hurts... I'm terrible at the last part, as you've noticed. But I'm trying to get better. And maybe – since I've done this dying thing more than you – I might be able to offer some aid..?" Did two times make you an expert? It was a weak attempt at brevity but given the circumstances, actually joking felt a bit out of place.
Give me another minute to
lay here in your echo
lay here in your echo
