Down and out, and out of luck, we're spinning but the needle's stuck
Maea considered it, though the hum that followed remained unconvinced. "Perhaps... Why aren't you heading it? I always figured you to be more of a leader than a follower." Had his stint as Warden been mere fluke? "Either way, I might be interested. That is, if it's possible to learn how to hide things better. I wouldn't want to be a liability." Or butt in where she was not wanted.
Neron's offer drew a wicked laugh from Maea, and for a moment she seriously considered it. Then she ruefully shook her head. "Wouldn't want to ruin your reputation by serving potentially flawed drinks," she said. "Share it with me instead? If it's turned enough, we might actually be able to taste it." Rather selfishly Maea found she didn't want to share the last lingering remnant of her past with anyone who could frown at the taste of it.
Neron's offer drew a wicked laugh from Maea, and for a moment she seriously considered it. Then she ruefully shook her head. "Wouldn't want to ruin your reputation by serving potentially flawed drinks," she said. "Share it with me instead? If it's turned enough, we might actually be able to taste it." Rather selfishly Maea found she didn't want to share the last lingering remnant of her past with anyone who could frown at the taste of it.
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