Maeve
Her expression turns somber and she nods slowly, letting out a sigh, "I'm sorry to hear that." Maeve murmurs, sympathy for the victims clear in her voice, knowing how lucky they were that no one here was hurt in any of the tragedies that had recently befallen Torchline. "Despite the circumstances I hope their passing was painless." She's not sure how these things work, but maybe they were given a lullaby to see them off. Maeve hopes that Ludo was so kind as to offer them that at least to ease their passing.
A moment passes as she considers the best way to word her answer, lips pursing in thought, "I believe that the attack on the Slagveld was more of a personal vendetta against the Governor. They're still investigating, but there is evidence that suggests it." Maeve doesn't provide names, not wanting to put either Deimos or Hotaru under speculation despite the fact that both are already being considered closely. "As for the attack here? I don't have many details about that, but from what I've heard, it seems unrelated." Mostly due to the fact that she knows Hotaru and Deimos couldn't have also caused a fire here at the same time. It just couldn't have worked that way.
Maeve smiles gratefully at the other woman, straightening herself up in preparation for the lesson. She shakes her head, "I don't know how to do either of those things. I can clean and bandage. Even remove debris from a wound, but I know nothing of sutures or setting bones." Maeve provides helpfully, watching Isla closely as she draws out the parchment from beneath the desk.
A moment passes as she considers the best way to word her answer, lips pursing in thought, "I believe that the attack on the Slagveld was more of a personal vendetta against the Governor. They're still investigating, but there is evidence that suggests it." Maeve doesn't provide names, not wanting to put either Deimos or Hotaru under speculation despite the fact that both are already being considered closely. "As for the attack here? I don't have many details about that, but from what I've heard, it seems unrelated." Mostly due to the fact that she knows Hotaru and Deimos couldn't have also caused a fire here at the same time. It just couldn't have worked that way.
Maeve smiles gratefully at the other woman, straightening herself up in preparation for the lesson. She shakes her head, "I don't know how to do either of those things. I can clean and bandage. Even remove debris from a wound, but I know nothing of sutures or setting bones." Maeve provides helpfully, watching Isla closely as she draws out the parchment from beneath the desk.
And I was catching my breath
Staring out an open window
catching my death
Staring out an open window
catching my death
