Maeve
Maeve watched her quietly process the things she said, tears slipping hotly down the starchild's cheeks despite her best efforts and the Madame wanted to reach forward to comfort her friend, but knew it wouldn't help in this moment. Not when Seren already felt so small. So worried about falling short. When she felt so much like the child everyone mistook her for.
"I do too." Maeve admitted, a bitter laugh pushing past her lips as her brows drew together, shaking her head as she met Seren's red rimmed gaze. "I understand, Seren. I want to help people too. I want to be there for those I care about, but I don't have any skills or powers or... I didn't even know how to properly throw a punch until a few weeks ago." She took a small step forward, extending her hand to her friend, eyes soft despite the hardline of her jaw that gave away just how stressed she was about the situation too. "You're young, but you aren't a child. It isn't fair that they treat you as such."
A sigh pushed past her lips as she shook her head, "It isn't that you look weak, Seren. That's not it at all. I- It's hard when the people you're wanting to protect are used to doing the protecting themselves. They don't know how to accept help." She explained, hoping that the girl realized it had to do with those around her and nothing to do with herself.
"I do too." Maeve admitted, a bitter laugh pushing past her lips as her brows drew together, shaking her head as she met Seren's red rimmed gaze. "I understand, Seren. I want to help people too. I want to be there for those I care about, but I don't have any skills or powers or... I didn't even know how to properly throw a punch until a few weeks ago." She took a small step forward, extending her hand to her friend, eyes soft despite the hardline of her jaw that gave away just how stressed she was about the situation too. "You're young, but you aren't a child. It isn't fair that they treat you as such."
A sigh pushed past her lips as she shook her head, "It isn't that you look weak, Seren. That's not it at all. I- It's hard when the people you're wanting to protect are used to doing the protecting themselves. They don't know how to accept help." She explained, hoping that the girl realized it had to do with those around her and nothing to do with herself.
No one wants you when you have no heart
and I’m sitting pretty in my brand new scars
and I’m sitting pretty in my brand new scars
