You're so cold
but you feel alive
"Oh, I see." Not a subject she was keen to delve into, and not one he seemed inclined to pursue further at the moment. Maea let the matter drop, and focused on the traps instead.
She let him at the task without comment. If she saw things that could be improved upon or adjusted, she would save it for later, to let him learn for himself just as he taught her. Action and reaction. Seeing his expression once he was done and came back to her, the hint of ease and return of his usual self, made her breathe a bit easier and she gave him a grin.
"Out of sight, far enough away that they won't hear or smell us. We could find a place to settle in, make a fire and have some lunch... then check the traps and make our way back to the portal. Sound fair?" Hopefully not too much could go wrong in that time. Maea wanted this to be a good trip, an uneventful foray to act as padding on his bruised and bleeding impressions of this place. Even though it wasn't her home, she could easily learn to love Halo just as much as he loved Torchline and the sea.
She led them away and kept her eyes open for a good camping spot, twisting the coil of leather between her hands. A little smile began to play on her lips, and after a while Maea looked up at Sunjata, something mischievous in her eyes.
"You know... now that I think of it, we never finished that lesson of yours. On how to get out of tight spots." She flicked the thin cord between her fingers, wiggling it at him, an eyebrow rising. Recalling what they'd been doing last time ropes had been involved.
She let him at the task without comment. If she saw things that could be improved upon or adjusted, she would save it for later, to let him learn for himself just as he taught her. Action and reaction. Seeing his expression once he was done and came back to her, the hint of ease and return of his usual self, made her breathe a bit easier and she gave him a grin.
"Out of sight, far enough away that they won't hear or smell us. We could find a place to settle in, make a fire and have some lunch... then check the traps and make our way back to the portal. Sound fair?" Hopefully not too much could go wrong in that time. Maea wanted this to be a good trip, an uneventful foray to act as padding on his bruised and bleeding impressions of this place. Even though it wasn't her home, she could easily learn to love Halo just as much as he loved Torchline and the sea.
She led them away and kept her eyes open for a good camping spot, twisting the coil of leather between her hands. A little smile began to play on her lips, and after a while Maea looked up at Sunjata, something mischievous in her eyes.
"You know... now that I think of it, we never finished that lesson of yours. On how to get out of tight spots." She flicked the thin cord between her fingers, wiggling it at him, an eyebrow rising. Recalling what they'd been doing last time ropes had been involved.
lay your hands on me
one last time
MAEA
