A few marbles short

M  A   E    A I talked to God to no avail Said, "If you won't save me, please don't waste my time." Heat flooded her chest, her face, her head when her mistake nearly cost them more than they could afford. Loren's flood of water saved them both, but Maea couldn't feel grateful for it - on the contrary, it just added to the sense of powerless frustration that always followed her around and now reared up its ugly head. His tirade struck her like a blow, drawing shame and pity from her as though it were blood - gods, that was a lot, and she had not know about any of it. His own family... And the scathing words? Gritting her teeth and swallowing, Maea had no retort. Because in truth? She was still searching for an answer to all of that herself. Plodding along in his wake, she kept her head down. The silence after so many heated words was a pained howl between them. What a way to make introductions. Why was it that she could only get on people's bad sides these days? First Amun, now Loren, and the gods only knew what her words had really done to Jigano. "I just want to belong somewhere" came her quiet voice after a long time. It was thick, near breaking with raw emotion that she hated being unable to hide. "To not have to apologize or be a burden anymore. To not ever hear anyone say I'm 'just Maea' ever again. Is that so much to ask for?" Realizing she was near tears, Maea ground her jaws tightly together and breathed, a deep gulp of air that seared her throat. What a pitiful display all around. Truly pathetic.