Maea
And time it waits for no one
It heals them when you die
It heals them when you die
"I do." Her expression was smug, a cocky tilt of the head rather exaggerated as she grinned at Loren. Casually ignoring his apologies for yawning too, even though it made her own jaws ache with the need to mimic him.
He had not heard about her participation; not surprising really, and she had not expected it. "... Was not very pleasant, no," she finished his scentence. "A lot of nothing, and body parts stuffed into crates." But Maea waved a dismissive hand at the sympathy; that's not why she brought up the subject. "Thing is, Jigano never told me if there had been any other attempts, or if others had been more successful elsewhere. You don't happen to know anything about it, do you?"
It was a subject left unfinished in her mind, and Maea wanted something else to think about, something that wasn't about her.
He had not heard about her participation; not surprising really, and she had not expected it. "... Was not very pleasant, no," she finished his scentence. "A lot of nothing, and body parts stuffed into crates." But Maea waved a dismissive hand at the sympathy; that's not why she brought up the subject. "Thing is, Jigano never told me if there had been any other attempts, or if others had been more successful elsewhere. You don't happen to know anything about it, do you?"
It was a subject left unfinished in her mind, and Maea wanted something else to think about, something that wasn't about her.
And soon you are forgotten
A whisper within a sigh
A whisper within a sigh
