[SE] One over the Other

Maea Big dreamers shoot for open skies "Very fancy. All blue and bronze, and a bit uptight looking. But the food is great, and the owner is nice enough. Very open to do business, and pleasant enough to hold conversation with. It's not ideal, but... I would rather spend time on guild matters than try to settle into a new house." Living on her own was still something Maea was unaccustomed to. The emptiness of it grated at her, reminding her only of what she'd lost. Even in the moments before she fell asleep at night, the silence filled her with a lonely ache. No one to talk to, none to connect with on a deeper level, like what she'd shared with Noah and his children. "Perhaps I should look for a companion instead..." Though one didn't just go buy one on the market. That kind of bond... it was special, rare and difficult to find. Looking up from the braidwork, Maea considered the ginger with a little wrinkle of concern between her brows. She recalled what Jigano had said, the comment about Sam finding his courage but becoming far too devoted to the Voice as a price. "Can I ask what the argument was about?" she asked him gently, though thought she could already guess the answer.