Maeve
She didn't flinch at Noah's touch. An accomplishment for the Nightshade who flinched away from nearly everything and everyone these days. Instead Maeve let him guide her towards the statue, head tilting thoughtfully as she examined the statue, taking in the features with quiet contemplation. "It is... I imagine Safrin would be a bit jealous not to have one herself." Her lips twitch at the thought, knowing just how much her goddess loved that kind of devotion. "If she wasn't busy, of course." Protecting Caido from whatever it was. The Nightshade wasn't too sure at this point.
The mention of Sah has her blinking, suddenly drawn from her reverie of her goddess, lips parting slightly. "I knew Deimos held such gifts, but I wasn't aware that Sah had grown so talented in that area." An image of him appears in her mind, hazy, but real. Amber eyes and a strong jaw. It's gone as quickly as it comes, her attention pulled once more by Noah's voice.
"I do like it. Thank you." Her smile is genuine, reaching her eyes in a quiet sort of way as she gives his arm a squeeze, meeting his glacial gaze. "You did a good job, Noah. I'm sure Vi will be happy with all the work you've done here."
The mention of Sah has her blinking, suddenly drawn from her reverie of her goddess, lips parting slightly. "I knew Deimos held such gifts, but I wasn't aware that Sah had grown so talented in that area." An image of him appears in her mind, hazy, but real. Amber eyes and a strong jaw. It's gone as quickly as it comes, her attention pulled once more by Noah's voice.
"I do like it. Thank you." Her smile is genuine, reaching her eyes in a quiet sort of way as she gives his arm a squeeze, meeting his glacial gaze. "You did a good job, Noah. I'm sure Vi will be happy with all the work you've done here."
These violent delights
Have violent ends
Have violent ends
