Who was it that led you on
And makes you want to hurt me so?
And makes you want to hurt me so?
Liam was nothing if not patient, and to his credit, he really did consider Maea's concerns before answering. He could remember, vaguely, how he'd felt about the Family before - the fear, and the anxiety, and the feeling that there was nothing he could do to stop them. But now he could see that they didn't need to be stopped. That their friendship was powerful, and that they had had many assumptions made about them that were unfair. How they'd been fought against time and again for no reason other than being different.
But even though he felt differently now, he knew that Maea still had doubts - and he knew enough to know that forcing someone into something they weren't ready to believe was a surefire way to lose them. So even though he wanted nothing more than to throw her over his shoulder and haul her to Stormbreak, he forced a nonchalant shrug. "Using me how?" he asked, curious in spite of himself. He was just an average soldier at the end of the day - no one worth bothering with. The Family was being generous in extending him their protection, but what could he do for them? "And to what end?"
But even though he felt differently now, he knew that Maea still had doubts - and he knew enough to know that forcing someone into something they weren't ready to believe was a surefire way to lose them. So even though he wanted nothing more than to throw her over his shoulder and haul her to Stormbreak, he forced a nonchalant shrug. "Using me how?" he asked, curious in spite of himself. He was just an average soldier at the end of the day - no one worth bothering with. The Family was being generous in extending him their protection, but what could he do for them? "And to what end?"
Who do you want to forget?
Who forgot you long ago?
Who forgot you long ago?
Liam
