Don't paint wonderful lies on me that wash away
It was a heavy answer, impossible to respond to immediately. What could she say? Nothing that would matter, and nothing that would change anything. Her heart did go out to the simple truth in his response, and Maea did not want to take away from it by spouting platitudes.
"I... hope you will find peace in that life, some day," was all she could offer, after a long pause. "I don't doubt that others rely on you, as you do on him... but I recognize that it's not something you have to take into consideration." Living for the sake of others only got you so far.
"As for Frey... I doubt very much that they'd approve of the trade I made," she said, with a quirk to her mouth. "Aren't they all about fertility? Or whatever you wish to call it. This is quite the opposite."
"I... hope you will find peace in that life, some day," was all she could offer, after a long pause. "I don't doubt that others rely on you, as you do on him... but I recognize that it's not something you have to take into consideration." Living for the sake of others only got you so far.
"As for Frey... I doubt very much that they'd approve of the trade I made," she said, with a quirk to her mouth. "Aren't they all about fertility? Or whatever you wish to call it. This is quite the opposite."
