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Maea Big dreamers shoot for open skies Maea looked up briefly, glancing over towards the woman at the bar. She did not recall Libbs as being more than bubbly and straight forward, and having Sunjata call someone a 'pain' actually sounded like a bit of a compliment. "Don't be rude, she only just came to Caido," she chided him, turning a page  with a thumb - it looked like a practiced move, seeing as she neither wobbled the book nor dropped the second bite of food she had reached for. "Besides, she asked Wessex to her face if she was a Wicker Woman... you should get her a drink for that." The memory brought a little smirk to Maea's lips, and she leaned around Sunjata to send a little wave towards Libbs. But though his next words did make her look up from the pages, there was a slight frown in place of where the blush ought to have been. A muscle worked at her jaw as she bit her teeth together, searching his face for some hint of what he meant. "I thought we agreed not to bring that up again?" Because he'd screwed up, and he'd said he wanted to just be friends, and she was still too sore about the whole business with the ring to dive into the discussion again.