[SE] So many things I need to say to you

LIAM

Oh, I love it and I hate it at the same time
You and I drink the poison from the same vine

Liam grinned as Maea laughed, the sound light and infectious - but before he could do anything else (like sweep her into an embrace, burning flowers be damned), she suddenly tensed. The smile fell from her face as suddenly as it appeared, replaced by something like rage as she screeched angrily at a flock of gore crows that had descended upon the dead Lial. At first, Liam tensed, too, certain that something had come to attack them - but then, as Maea took off, half-sprinting and half-dart!ing, he paused, entirely bemused by the situation at hand.

By the time she turned to him helplessly, he'd made his way to her side and stood with his arms crossed over his chest as though considering a particularly challenging puzzle. When the Ancient shouted for him to make them go away, he raised his brows and looked from the birds to Maea and back again. Running a hand through his hair, he considered for a moment before holding out a hand. "May I borrow your chakrams?" he asked, serious in spite of a mad urge to laugh; he had a feeling that chuckling at Maea's expense wouldn't go over well just now, though later, he was sure she would join him in laughing at this bizarre turn of events.

Oh, I love it and I hate it at the same time
Hidin' all of our sins from the daylight