i don't mind compassion
He leans against the stand, content to say nothing while she does her ordering. Things feel weird and heavy and it's entirely his fault. But it will be fine. He's only gotta go to the brothel once. Doesn't ever have to see her again. While they're waiting, he spots something out of the corner of his eye and he makes a little noise of interest.
"One sec, Maeve. Be right back." There's a little booth selling various things to prepare. He spots some herbs and picks them up, turning them over in his hands before handing the woman a small gem and tucking it into the basket. "Lavender. For tea. Always heard it helps calm nerves. You can have this one on me."
"One sec, Maeve. Be right back." There's a little booth selling various things to prepare. He spots some herbs and picks them up, turning them over in his hands before handing the woman a small gem and tucking it into the basket. "Lavender. For tea. Always heard it helps calm nerves. You can have this one on me."
just not on my dime
LOCKE
