Maea
give me shelter, or show me heart
"Perhaps you are right," she hummed, considering. "Truth be told, I am personally more interested in books and old texts, myself. I would love to organize and record other people's adventures, but... lately, I'm not so sure I want any for myself. Though it may be old fears talking." Or perhaps the threat of a war looming over her head, and the awareness that any 'adventures' waiting on store for her would not be fun or exciting in any way.
A half smile appeared on her lips, crinkling the corners of her eyes as she gave Chaele a speculative look. "Would you be interested in joining such a guild?" she asked, only half in jest. "Perhaps you could help me separate the vandals from the more dedicated and careful researchers... or simply share your own finds with me? I know we only just met, but I have a good feeling about you." She winked playfully, only belatedly realizing that she was copying her brother's mannerisms.
Maea could have smacked herself for it.
A half smile appeared on her lips, crinkling the corners of her eyes as she gave Chaele a speculative look. "Would you be interested in joining such a guild?" she asked, only half in jest. "Perhaps you could help me separate the vandals from the more dedicated and careful researchers... or simply share your own finds with me? I know we only just met, but I have a good feeling about you." She winked playfully, only belatedly realizing that she was copying her brother's mannerisms.
Maea could have smacked herself for it.
watch me fall apart
and I'll be yours to keep
and I'll be yours to keep
