Maea
And I hope that you don't suffer
But take the pain
But take the pain
This girl seemed to live on spinal reflex, her shotgun tongue tied to whatever triggered a response. It was certainly jarring, especially when the topic was one of such dire results as death... but compared to so many other conversations Maea had held, this one was easy to navigate. Just take a breath, and forge on. Theea did all the second guessing for her, after all; catching on to blunders with an earnestness that would likely grow into the tact she fumbled with right now. Like shoes one size too big. Made it easy to forgive, the way you couldn't stay mad at puppies for too long.
"Indeed, it was. I didn't know him back then, so I wasn't that affected by it at the time. It did leave an impression though, to be sure." She didn't elaborate further, only shifted her posture to rest her chin in the palm of her hand.
There was sympathy in her gaze as she listened to the girl's woes. They weren't too different from matters she had struggled with herself, far more recently than she was comfortable admitting. Finding ones place, finding your people and your path to walk - none were trivial matters, and the words of this stranger likely didn't mean much. Even so. Maea dropped the questions she wished someone had asked her, when she was facing the world on her own for the first time. "Do you need to match them, then? What is it about 'just you' that's not enough?"
"Indeed, it was. I didn't know him back then, so I wasn't that affected by it at the time. It did leave an impression though, to be sure." She didn't elaborate further, only shifted her posture to rest her chin in the palm of her hand.
There was sympathy in her gaze as she listened to the girl's woes. They weren't too different from matters she had struggled with herself, far more recently than she was comfortable admitting. Finding ones place, finding your people and your path to walk - none were trivial matters, and the words of this stranger likely didn't mean much. Even so. Maea dropped the questions she wished someone had asked her, when she was facing the world on her own for the first time. "Do you need to match them, then? What is it about 'just you' that's not enough?"
Hope if everybody runs
You choose to stay
You choose to stay
