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." Head tilting, she looked puzzled at the apology. At the clear storm of conflicting emotions in him. "Don't be sorry," she said. And as she breathe in, let out a slow sigh, Maea found that she felt steadier than in a long time. More sure, not that she had found her answer. "I'm not." It would hurt, she was sure. To stay away from him. To keep away from the bar - she would have to find some other places to stay now, this would never work - and not look too deeply for the connections that vad already tied them together. Oh, she would shed many tears over the Flood, like so many before her, but Maea thought she might become stronger for it. "If anything, you showed me that I'm still capable of letting people in. I'm actually rather grateful it is you. " Not was. Is. Because even if this was over, it also really wasn't. Just... entering a new chapter. Maea began to walk towards the back, to the room, away from him. "I'm still going to be around if you need me, you know. That will never change." He could like it or not, it didn't matter. Wasn't up to him, in the end. Only whether he chose to accept it again or not.