Liam
I just want one more chance
The idea of being Maea's Liam flustered the soldier; his cheeks reddened, and he reached up to rub the back of his neck. But the young woman seemed so genuine, and so interested, that he said, "I guess you could say that." And he was about to ask for the woman's name, but then she stepped closer, a single finger tracing the line of his chest, and his brows knit together in confusion. If the woman thought he was with Maea in any capacity, then why was she acting like this?
Liam took a subtle step back, breaking the contact between the stranger's finger and his chest. "Is there something I can do for you?" he asked. She seemed so innocent, and perhaps a bit naive. Maybe she hadn't meant anything by invading his space. She certainly didn't seem like a threat. But there was something about the interaction that didn't quite make sense, even if Liam couldn't put his finger on it. "Did you need help finding your way back to the village?"
Liam took a subtle step back, breaking the contact between the stranger's finger and his chest. "Is there something I can do for you?" he asked. She seemed so innocent, and perhaps a bit naive. Maybe she hadn't meant anything by invading his space. She certainly didn't seem like a threat. But there was something about the interaction that didn't quite make sense, even if Liam couldn't put his finger on it. "Did you need help finding your way back to the village?"
To put my arms in fragile hands
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