You're so cold
but you feel alive
Really, she should have just left. Simply turned around and walked out, before this got any more complicated. Before she started to care too much. But Sunjata looked up and said her name like nothing was wrong, like he hadn't just made a liar and a fool out of himself, and she knew - she knew - he didn't even think it mattered. The kiss, the words, her offer... Just like that he'd thrown it all away.
She really should have known better than to trust him.
Maea met his gaze and there was a door quietly closing in her eyes. A quiet snick as the lock snapped shut around a heart that had started to thaw, ever so slightly. By some miracle she managed to keep the smile on her face as he launched straight into the matter at hand. Sunjata was all business and Maea guessed she could be too. Walling herself up with ice on the inside to cool the burning pain, she looked at the bows he'd brought for her, absorbed the instructions - just another lesson - and nodded her assent.
"That sounds good. How do we check the size?"
How could she sound so normal? There was no quiver to the voice, no trembling hands or racing pulse. Just the ice. The calm stillness that filled her as she settled back into the void she normally inhabited when surrounded by other people. Perhaps he'd brought her out of it once, but that offer? It had been a once in a lifetime thing.
She really should have known better than to trust him.
Maea met his gaze and there was a door quietly closing in her eyes. A quiet snick as the lock snapped shut around a heart that had started to thaw, ever so slightly. By some miracle she managed to keep the smile on her face as he launched straight into the matter at hand. Sunjata was all business and Maea guessed she could be too. Walling herself up with ice on the inside to cool the burning pain, she looked at the bows he'd brought for her, absorbed the instructions - just another lesson - and nodded her assent.
"That sounds good. How do we check the size?"
How could she sound so normal? There was no quiver to the voice, no trembling hands or racing pulse. Just the ice. The calm stillness that filled her as she settled back into the void she normally inhabited when surrounded by other people. Perhaps he'd brought her out of it once, but that offer? It had been a once in a lifetime thing.
lay your hands on me
one last time
MAEA
