Maeve
Maeve reaches over, placing a hand on his and clutching his fingers in a gentle squeeze, "I understand. I'm sure it is difficult all around. Should you need assistance with anything, I'm more than happy to help." Not that she's sure she can do anything. She offers her services anyway, more than happy to help the two men with whatever they might need. The kettle begins to whistle and Maeve releases his hand in favor of tending to it, bringing over the tray moments later. She pours his cup first, adding the amount of sugar cubes he used last time he took tea with her before passing it to him. After fixing her own cup, she settles back on the couch beside him.
"You're also more than welcome to stay here for the evening should you need accommodations. I have a spare room that can be ready at a moments notice." Maeve informs him over the rim of her teacup, taking a careful sip of the warm liquid as green eyes watch him closely.
"You're also more than welcome to stay here for the evening should you need accommodations. I have a spare room that can be ready at a moments notice." Maeve informs him over the rim of her teacup, taking a careful sip of the warm liquid as green eyes watch him closely.
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
