Maeve
Maeve grows quiet, looking down at the table as he gives her the news. There is a mix of emotions. On one hand, she's happy for him. It's what he wanted. A thing he desperately wanted to do. To get out of Torchline and see all of Caido. Stormbreak was a good place to start and from what she knew of Ronin after their time traveling together, Locke would learn a lot. She looks up at him, letting out a breath and managing to get a smile on her lips, "The Dragoons? That's amazing. Really. I'm happy for you." And she is. She's going to miss him. There isn't really a way to get to Stormbreak. Sure, they could write and maybe he'd come back to see her, but he wanted to leave this place. He finally was. Why would he come back?
"Yeah, I get it. I like it. Really." She murmurs, meeting his gaze because he keeps talking and she's grateful for it because it makes his news easier to swallow. "You'd want me to visit you?" Surprise colors her tone despite her best efforts to keep it even and she licks her lips. Her fingers curl around the teacup and she brings it up slowly to take a sip just to give herself something to do. "I'd love to come. I- I've never been to Stormbreak before. I hear it's beautiful there." Maeve lifts her eyes to his as she sets her cup down and slowly reaches out for his hand because she just needs to hold onto some part of him right now.
"A dragon, huh? That is pretty cool. Do you get one as a baby?" She asks because she genuinely is curious if he will raise one all by himself. She wonders what type he'll get. If it will be a boy or a girl. Will it like her? All of these thoughts are distracting enough that she's able to ignore the tightness in her chest. The same tightness he's feeling too.
"Yeah, I get it. I like it. Really." She murmurs, meeting his gaze because he keeps talking and she's grateful for it because it makes his news easier to swallow. "You'd want me to visit you?" Surprise colors her tone despite her best efforts to keep it even and she licks her lips. Her fingers curl around the teacup and she brings it up slowly to take a sip just to give herself something to do. "I'd love to come. I- I've never been to Stormbreak before. I hear it's beautiful there." Maeve lifts her eyes to his as she sets her cup down and slowly reaches out for his hand because she just needs to hold onto some part of him right now.
"A dragon, huh? That is pretty cool. Do you get one as a baby?" She asks because she genuinely is curious if he will raise one all by himself. She wonders what type he'll get. If it will be a boy or a girl. Will it like her? All of these thoughts are distracting enough that she's able to ignore the tightness in her chest. The same tightness he's feeling too.
These violent delights
Have violent ends
Have violent ends
