Maea
And time it waits for no one
It heals them when you die
It heals them when you die
He wasn't interested in her seeds, and honestly, Maea was quite relieved at that. She wanted to keep them for herself, to try and grow them. See if she could make the vines grow here in Halo, in a pot perhaps... so that she could keep those pretty purple flowers that had grown around the house she'd almost called home.
His counter was certainly interesting enough. A bag for a tour? He seemed to think she was a natural born Halovian, which amused her slightly. Maea considered it, biting the inside of her cheek as she looked the young man over. Trying to assess the potential threat he might be, whether she could put up with the company of anyone for any extended time.
"Maybe. Where would you like to go? I'm on my way back to the Citadel now. You don't look equipped for any trips to Whitebrim... So if it's not there, I'd be willing." She cocked her head to the side, sincerely hoping the kid didn't want to go look for cannibals. They would likely be more interested in him than his colorful bags.
His counter was certainly interesting enough. A bag for a tour? He seemed to think she was a natural born Halovian, which amused her slightly. Maea considered it, biting the inside of her cheek as she looked the young man over. Trying to assess the potential threat he might be, whether she could put up with the company of anyone for any extended time.
"Maybe. Where would you like to go? I'm on my way back to the Citadel now. You don't look equipped for any trips to Whitebrim... So if it's not there, I'd be willing." She cocked her head to the side, sincerely hoping the kid didn't want to go look for cannibals. They would likely be more interested in him than his colorful bags.
And soon you are forgotten
A whisper within a sigh
A whisper within a sigh
