MAEA
She regarded him as he spoke, wondering at the way he spoke. Like he was somehow far older than he looked, not just a mere handful of years more than Libbs. In truth, just looking at him, she would have guessed that they were about the same age. Younger than herself.
"It sounds to me like you're selling yourself a bit short," she told him. "How about you let her decide what she needs? If it's your presence, then great. If it's not, she will no doubt let you know. Just... try to be sure about yourself before doing anything, yeah?"
Maea smiled, not wanting to come off as patronizing. She was no expert on relations, far from it - all she had to offer was what small experience she was gaining herself on the subject. Being left alone would be far more preferable than being pulled along by someone who was only half in it,right Sunjata?
Maea looked down on her hands, milk white and stark in the bright sunlight, and nodded. "Yes, I am. I've... had some creams and salves before. Got a jar of it from Phoebe a while ago, but... it's not always enough. Not for the whole body, like I would need to swim." No doubt there might be ways to get around the issue - magic being one of them - but so far Maea had not found anyone willing to help her with this particular problem. It was only a minor inconvenience, something she was quite used to.
But she laughed at the way he wriggled deeper into the sand. Scooping up a handful of the grains, she let them drift on the wind over him, tongue poking out in his direction. "Oh come on, you don't have to be so overt about it. Think of my delicate feelings!" the girl rolled her eyes melodramatically, clutching at a supposedly wounded heart.
"It sounds to me like you're selling yourself a bit short," she told him. "How about you let her decide what she needs? If it's your presence, then great. If it's not, she will no doubt let you know. Just... try to be sure about yourself before doing anything, yeah?"
Maea smiled, not wanting to come off as patronizing. She was no expert on relations, far from it - all she had to offer was what small experience she was gaining herself on the subject. Being left alone would be far more preferable than being pulled along by someone who was only half in it,
Maea looked down on her hands, milk white and stark in the bright sunlight, and nodded. "Yes, I am. I've... had some creams and salves before. Got a jar of it from Phoebe a while ago, but... it's not always enough. Not for the whole body, like I would need to swim." No doubt there might be ways to get around the issue - magic being one of them - but so far Maea had not found anyone willing to help her with this particular problem. It was only a minor inconvenience, something she was quite used to.
But she laughed at the way he wriggled deeper into the sand. Scooping up a handful of the grains, she let them drift on the wind over him, tongue poking out in his direction. "Oh come on, you don't have to be so overt about it. Think of my delicate feelings!" the girl rolled her eyes melodramatically, clutching at a supposedly wounded heart.
I'm an angel bored like hell
And you're a devil meaning well
And you're a devil meaning well
BASE INSPIRED BY ODD <3
