Maeve
It's going to be a little bit of a touchy subject. Given that it's about Safrin and that isn't exactly someone he's too keen on at the moment. Mostly due to the fact it's turned his entire life upside down. Maeve waits for him to take the hearty swig before she does the same herself. Her lips purse and she considers how to start. "Well... I tried praying again. Went to the shrine in the lighthouse, brought an offering, all of that." She starts, chewing on her bottom lip as her stomach twists anxiously. He probably won't be upset. There isn't really a reason to be. She didn't do anything wrong or make a deal. She was careful just like everyone told her to be. Maeve takes another deep swig of the drink, hoping it'll settle her nerves. "I met Safrin."
Maeve finally says, waiting for him to tense and preparing to soothe him, "Nothing happened really. I was surprised she came. I was surprised that anyone came. I honestly didn't think they would." She admits softly, daring to glance up at him, trying to gauge his expression. Maeve shifts herself so she can see him better, laying a bit more fully on him as the alcohol warms her blood. She passes him the bottle and takes the cigarette from him instead. "She was surprised I spoke to her instead of Frey. I told her that the reason I went to her was because of you."
Maeve finally says, waiting for him to tense and preparing to soothe him, "Nothing happened really. I was surprised she came. I was surprised that anyone came. I honestly didn't think they would." She admits softly, daring to glance up at him, trying to gauge his expression. Maeve shifts herself so she can see him better, laying a bit more fully on him as the alcohol warms her blood. She passes him the bottle and takes the cigarette from him instead. "She was surprised I spoke to her instead of Frey. I told her that the reason I went to her was because of you."
I admit that I'm a little messed up
but I can hide it when I'm all dressed up
but I can hide it when I'm all dressed up
