Maea
And time it waits for no one
It heals them when you die
It heals them when you die
"I see. Regrettable, but... I'm sure the area will be a little safer now." Her expression was only thoughtful when he told her the mines had been flooded. Not shocked or upset, merely... a little saddened at the lives lost. Nothing more. Death, when not personal, bothered her very little. The result of a harsh upbringing, perhaps, or some philosophical belief around the nature of life and its transitory nature... it was hard to tell.
His revelation that he'd led another expedition was news to her however, and Maea straightened up, interest brightening her eyes. "Oh, that's too bad. What did you see then? Anything of interest? I very much doubt it's a myth, there are too many rumors about it for that. And what did people mine if not the glass? Does Halo have any access to metals?" That would be interesting too, and make the flooding of a mine - abandoned or not - a real shame.
If Loren meant to deter her from pursuing the subject, he failed quite spectacularly.
His revelation that he'd led another expedition was news to her however, and Maea straightened up, interest brightening her eyes. "Oh, that's too bad. What did you see then? Anything of interest? I very much doubt it's a myth, there are too many rumors about it for that. And what did people mine if not the glass? Does Halo have any access to metals?" That would be interesting too, and make the flooding of a mine - abandoned or not - a real shame.
If Loren meant to deter her from pursuing the subject, he failed quite spectacularly.
And soon you are forgotten
A whisper within a sigh
A whisper within a sigh
