Maea
And I hope that you don't suffer
But take the pain
But take the pain
Assessing the dish placed before her – a lovely assortment of seafood, some raw and some lightly seared or glazed with light coatings of various sauces, all served alongside fresh spring greens and a generous serving of rice – Maea took her time to answer. The impulse to snap or say something snarky came as much from the frustration as her concern around reputation did. It was a testament to the efforts she had already put in that she could recognise and stop herself at all – a sign of progress, even.
"I still am," she replied, a faint wrinkle appearing between her brows. "I can't simply erase the past though, and sometimes it gets in the way of things I'd like to do. Maybe there are other forces out there, but when it comes to politics..." She shook her head and speared a slice of tuna, glistening and plump, and silenced herself by taking a bite.
Whining about it was pointless. What could Hadama do? Even if he tried to speak on her behalf to other leaders, it would not erase the main problem. What she ought to be doing was just that; spend the time and put in the effort, until she didn't need anyone else to accomplish something.
"My apologies, for bringing it up. I'll stop complaining – "
"I still am," she replied, a faint wrinkle appearing between her brows. "I can't simply erase the past though, and sometimes it gets in the way of things I'd like to do. Maybe there are other forces out there, but when it comes to politics..." She shook her head and speared a slice of tuna, glistening and plump, and silenced herself by taking a bite.
Whining about it was pointless. What could Hadama do? Even if he tried to speak on her behalf to other leaders, it would not erase the main problem. What she ought to be doing was just that; spend the time and put in the effort, until she didn't need anyone else to accomplish something.
"My apologies, for bringing it up. I'll stop complaining – "
Hope if everybody runs
You choose to stay
You choose to stay
