Maea
And time it waits for no one
It heals them when you die
It heals them when you die
Her mouth quirked, a smile playing on the lips even as she kept her eyes on the table, on the food. Spine tingling under the weight of his gaze on her. "Good thing you live right next to a shrine exclusively dedicated to Safrin and Vi, then," she replied, sounding amused. "Not much of a walk."
Done with the peeling and chopping, Maea found a kettle and brought it to her on a wave of telekinetic energy. Filling it up with ingredients and summoned water, she added salt, a few herbs and then wiped her hands.
"Done. Just need to cook for a while now." With a slightly overdramatic gesture she bequeathed the kettle to Sunjata, to decide where to cook it. On the already lit fire, or a new one? Maea could bring it to boil with magic too, but somehow that felt like cheating.
"For what it's worth, I would follow you, if you ever decided that you wanted to do something." She said it in passing, like it was nothing, but the girl was quite sincere.
Done with the peeling and chopping, Maea found a kettle and brought it to her on a wave of telekinetic energy. Filling it up with ingredients and summoned water, she added salt, a few herbs and then wiped her hands.
"Done. Just need to cook for a while now." With a slightly overdramatic gesture she bequeathed the kettle to Sunjata, to decide where to cook it. On the already lit fire, or a new one? Maea could bring it to boil with magic too, but somehow that felt like cheating.
"For what it's worth, I would follow you, if you ever decided that you wanted to do something." She said it in passing, like it was nothing, but the girl was quite sincere.
And soon you are forgotten
A whisper within a sigh
A whisper within a sigh
