[SE] Oh, Valley of Plenty

Maea Big dreamers shoot for open skies Even though she laughed with him, Maea wondered quietly if the Lady of Stars indeed would be offended. Or if, perhaps, she'd like nothing more than for one of her beloved chosen to sing to her. It was more likely that she would cause offense, undesirable as she was, and the thought made her laughter die away prematurely, birthing a slight wrinkle between the brows in its place. This was a Fae tradition, after all. Not one born within the Hollowed Grounds out of necessity, but rather a whimsy Maea couldn't quite understand. To honor the gods was one thing, but try to bribe them, trick them? "You should try, and let me know how it goes. I'll make a record of it for future reference," she teased, only half joking. "It would be interesting to compare out Lady's reaction to singing from an attuned versus, say, an accepted. Though likely, the abandoned would just chase her off..." Nodding her thanks to the refill, Maea considered the question for a moment, but only shrugged in the end. "I didn't think to ask, but I would assume so. You know the receiver best, after all. I doubt anything that makes people happy would ever be inappropriate."