You're so cold
but you feel alive
Humming in quiet agreement, Maea pressed her cheek into his touch. Lifted her chin as the fingers stroked down her neck, the touch causing her to shiver softly. She pocketed the information of his time of birth, saving it for later consideration, and settled in to listen as he went on, explaining his family.
"Your sister sounds like a nice person," she said. "What happened to the families that couldn't have children, or didn't have the right 'set'?" They were straying somewhat from the happy topic, but Maea didn't mind. She did want to know everything, and that included tales of his former home. Sometimes she forgot that he was not a Caido natural... which was not good. Korofi was such a big part of him, it couldn't be taken away. Shouldn't be overlooked or neglected. He even used the language from time to time.
Liefde. What did it mean? She still couldn't bring herself to ask.
"Your sister sounds like a nice person," she said. "What happened to the families that couldn't have children, or didn't have the right 'set'?" They were straying somewhat from the happy topic, but Maea didn't mind. She did want to know everything, and that included tales of his former home. Sometimes she forgot that he was not a Caido natural... which was not good. Korofi was such a big part of him, it couldn't be taken away. Shouldn't be overlooked or neglected. He even used the language from time to time.
Liefde. What did it mean? She still couldn't bring herself to ask.
lay your hands on me
one last time
MAEA
