I'm a lady, like whoa
I could bring you to your knees
Weaver nods, a quiet thanks for the answer. ”She mentioned you, the last time I saw her. We were talking about the afterlife, wondering how it worked? I’ve lost three family members, and plenty of friends. I always wonder, do they still see us?” She isn’t sure either answer is necessarily good or bad, she just sort of wants to know. Moreover, it feels like she ought to follow up on the question, even if she cannot tell Maea the answer.
weaver
get you kicked out the Garden of Eden