in the right heaven-yellow light, anything could be
holy enough to save you
Luckily for her, Maea doesn’t freak out when the technology is activated – and if Rexanna breathed anymore, she likely would’ve sighed a bit in relief at it. But they’re inside, curtains drawn to keep the light and the heat out, and when Rexanna returns with the glass of water she offers it to the woman with a soft smile. After a split second, she departs back into the kitchen to make a sandwich of sorts to place on a plate and return to the seating area.She sets the plate before Maea on a small table before taking a seat across from her, crossing one leg over the other and allowing her gaze to drift over the pale girl. It’s been… So long, since Rexanna had spoken to or heard about Maea, so many questions that she keeps hidden beneath her tongue. “Yes.” She replies at first, shaking her head at Maea’s apology. “It’s okay, it’s been awhile anyway.” She offers a bit quietly, waving a hand as if it meant nothing to her. Which, really it didn’t.
She shrugs out of her jacket now, left in a sleeveless shirt and a deep V that shows her scarring on her chest and the brand on her collarbone, before she settles in again. “I’m glad that you’re okay.” She offers quietly – so many have been lost and disappeared, and it was heartbreaking to see. But Maea had come back, perhaps there were hope for some others too.
REXANNA
