Maea
And time it waits for no one
It heals them when you die
It heals them when you die
So tired and sleep-deprived, yet already he was taking care of her. Making tea, offering washcloths and healing, suggesting breakfast. It seemed Loren had really found his true calling here, in this work as a healer, and Maea felt unusually grateful at having him for a friend. Not that she wasn't always, but... there was something about being so cared for that doubled her appreciation. It was rare... but not unpleasant.
"Thank you, but I should probably eat with the others after training," she said. "I'd rather not draw too much attention to having stayed the night here. I've had quite enough of the 'sick person' treatment in my days..." Not to mention, they were supposed to keep their friendship under wraps. In case Zariah grew nefarious and started poking around.
That said, Maea still raised her teacup to blow on the drink, taking a careful sip. In no real hurry to leave just yet.
"What are your thoughts, on this mess Sunjata and I made for ourselves?" she asked. Finally able to consider it more objectively, it seemed... though it was a heavy subject to drag up before breakfast.
"Thank you, but I should probably eat with the others after training," she said. "I'd rather not draw too much attention to having stayed the night here. I've had quite enough of the 'sick person' treatment in my days..." Not to mention, they were supposed to keep their friendship under wraps. In case Zariah grew nefarious and started poking around.
That said, Maea still raised her teacup to blow on the drink, taking a careful sip. In no real hurry to leave just yet.
"What are your thoughts, on this mess Sunjata and I made for ourselves?" she asked. Finally able to consider it more objectively, it seemed... though it was a heavy subject to drag up before breakfast.
And soon you are forgotten
A whisper within a sigh
A whisper within a sigh
