Maeve
She could see it too and as the Lullaby mentions his husband, Maeve is able to imagine it clearly, a slight smile curling on her lips at the thought. Bringing her cup up to her lips, Maeve takes another drink, huffing a laugh after she swallows. "I imagine there is very little that would keep you two away from each other." She hasn't known anything to be successful thus far.
The question makes her pause and she imagines this isn't exactly what Safrin meant when she asked her to find a constellation that spoke to her. Still, she thinks on it, a soft hum vibrating through her chest. "A dancer, I think. That's when I feel the most free." Maeve finally settles on, glancing over at him with an arched brow. "What do you think? Can you see it?"
The question makes her pause and she imagines this isn't exactly what Safrin meant when she asked her to find a constellation that spoke to her. Still, she thinks on it, a soft hum vibrating through her chest. "A dancer, I think. That's when I feel the most free." Maeve finally settles on, glancing over at him with an arched brow. "What do you think? Can you see it?"
'Cause it's too cold for you here and now
so let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweater
so let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweater
