To Fly You Must Fall

Maea Big dreamers shoot for open skies Maea nearly stopped breathing. There was something warm and inviting in the other womans eyes, something that underlined her words in a way even Maea couldn't possibly misunderstand. Oh, her cheeks were red and her pulse racing, but for all that she was shy and awkward, there was something almost considering in the way she gazed back. Biting her lip, as if trying to decide what to do. Would being swept up be all that terrible? Would hearing compliments - and giving them - really cost her anything, be too steep a price to pay for... whatever 'fun' it seemed Hotaru might be hinting at? Endless possiblities... and she let her hand linger under the touch for perhaps a little longer than she should. Definitely not uninterested, no. Maea did not make difference in people like that. Beautiful was beautiful. But a noise from the bar, the sound of a glass breaking and laughter, made her look up. Break the eyecontact. Quite without meaning to, she searched the bar to see who was in attendance, and felt a slight sinking in her stomach when she realized... who wasn't there. Strange... When had she begun to look for him in the crowd? "I'm... sorry," she said softly, turning back to Hotaru. Her smile was a little regretful as she withdrew her hand, but the decline of the offer was undeniable. "There's... someone I.." Like? Have taken an interest in? It was quite difficult to put words on it, even more so because it was such a hopeless situation, Because Sunjata was still married at this point, and a lot of things had yet to be resolved, but... "It wouldn't be fair. To you."