[SE] One over the Other

Maea Big dreamers shoot for open skies Maea considered this. She hadn't been aware that they could do such things. Wondering if it was the same for the attuned, if they too could connect through the shared bond of the Old Gods favors, she hummed her understanding. "Perhaps I might join you on a visit, then" she said, while showing Sam how he could tie off the edges to a smooth rim without bits and bobs to poke out and hurt someone. "I'm all for second chances... perhaps I simply have not put in enough effort to understand your Voice." In the end, the two baskets looked much like their makers. One small and neat with restraint written in every tightly woven line. The other one a little uneven, a little shaky and undecided, but fit for most tasks it might be put through. Smiling, Maea offered Sam her own sample basket. "Here. Keep it. Or give it to someone who can't make their own. I have more baskets than I know what to do with."