Wrap your teeth around the pavement

M  A   E    A I talked to God to no avail Said, "If you won't save me, please don't waste my time." Ah, of course. Safrin. "Leave it to a goddess to achieve what no mortals were capable of. She went and turned the tide on you," she teased him gently, tugging again at the shirt she held between her fingers. Perhaps it should not have come as a surprise. Sunjata was one of her attuned, after all. One loved by the Lady of Starlight, Herald of Life. Why should she not ensure that they remained alive, and well too? There was an important lesson in there too, that she carefully tucked away for future use. Sometimes, the best option might be to not give this stubborn goat a choice at all. Just do it, and let him live with his frustrations afterwards. At least then, he would surely live? Relishing the tender warmth of his hand against her cheek, Maea let his fingers moved where they wished, in no mind to stop him. When he leaned in, she thought (not for the first time) that he would kiss her. But for the second time it was her nose that got pecked, and as he winked at her she wriggled it with a chuffing laugh, a little ticklish. Leaning in herself to bridge the distance he'd createtd, she pressed her own lips to his cheek, rather more lingering but no less soft. "I'm glad she did," the girl mumbled when she retreated. "Now I don't have to watch you suffer anymore, or worry that it will get worse."