"Perhaps it depends on the person. Like with the dreamfish, it could be that they ser what they need to see," she suggested. Her gaze lingered on the structure - was it clay? - as he explained his thinking, and nodded her understanding of waiting until the rain ceased. "Would you mind if I used it too?" she asked, a little tentative. Not wishing to intrude if he preferred to do this alone. "I could at least offer company until it starts pouring..."
Looking back at Shii, the girl nodded, agreeing. "For all that it's strange to have someone in my head... it's nice too. I don't need to explain anything, it's just... there. I'm glad I asked Ludo for something to do, I could not have been more content with the outcome."
Lowering herself down to sit crosslegged on the ground by Jigano's feet, she dragged a hand through her hair again. Sighed quietly when the bard inquired about Sunjata, her expression shifting... both softening and falling at the same time.
"He does... a beautiful blue bird, almost as big as I am tall," she said. "Sunjata is... I suppose you've heard about his quest from Safrin by now? To restore the Temple shine? It... did not go well. People died, and... he's taking it all on himself. Blames himself for all of it, on top of everything else that's gone wrong in his life lately. He doesn't let on when people in general are around but... It gets rough. Takes him to very dark places."
Fiddling with strands of grass poking up through the dirt, Maea shrugged. Helpless, frustration over not being able to do much to help showing through. "As for the moving to Halo... it wasn't really a plan. He... actually asked me to come with him, to Torchline. Even talked about finding a house, living together... just... it's probably not going to happen now."
And the pain in the quiet admission was quite plain, in both voice and expression. Her shoulders slumping, under the dark rags.
Maea
this too shall pass
