Maeve
Maeve laughs softly, shaking her head, "I'm going to bring that up when I inevitably come to visit and he's going to be so mad that you gave away his secrets." She shoots back before their talk shifts towards the favor he's asking of her and the questions she poses in return.
She can only imagine the types of things the Lullaby and the Star got up to in their dreams during the time they were apart. Surely it wasn't all bad, but part of her is certain that they didn't deny themselves access to each other. The Madame doesn't comment on this even as her lips quirk into a smirk against the rim of her teacup. "That doesn't sound too bad." Maeve doesn't often dream. She's rather curious what they might find there together. If anything at all. Her brow arches as he explains one of the catches to doing so and a surprised laugh pushes past her lips. "Well, I could definitely see how that could pose an issue for some. Lucky for you my bed is empty most nights as of late." With Locke gone and Sunjata having to stay at home during the evenings, she doesn't have anyone to warm her bed.
Not that she's ever really allowed others to sleep in her bed after they finished their business. She didn't. Locke was the exception and Jata would be if he was able to stay. Still, the idea of possibly manipulating her dreams into whatever she wished them to be with Remi's help was appealing. She only takes pause when he tells her what else he's capable of. Her lips press together and she takes a breath, "But you wouldn't? You wouldn't do that to me, would you?" Maeve finally asks softly, letting her eyes meet his. There isn't trepidation in her voice despite the fact that he told her that he could ultimately put her into a coma. If anything it's curiosity to exactly how he will reply to her question.
She can only imagine the types of things the Lullaby and the Star got up to in their dreams during the time they were apart. Surely it wasn't all bad, but part of her is certain that they didn't deny themselves access to each other. The Madame doesn't comment on this even as her lips quirk into a smirk against the rim of her teacup. "That doesn't sound too bad." Maeve doesn't often dream. She's rather curious what they might find there together. If anything at all. Her brow arches as he explains one of the catches to doing so and a surprised laugh pushes past her lips. "Well, I could definitely see how that could pose an issue for some. Lucky for you my bed is empty most nights as of late." With Locke gone and Sunjata having to stay at home during the evenings, she doesn't have anyone to warm her bed.
Not that she's ever really allowed others to sleep in her bed after they finished their business. She didn't. Locke was the exception and Jata would be if he was able to stay. Still, the idea of possibly manipulating her dreams into whatever she wished them to be with Remi's help was appealing. She only takes pause when he tells her what else he's capable of. Her lips press together and she takes a breath, "But you wouldn't? You wouldn't do that to me, would you?" Maeve finally asks softly, letting her eyes meet his. There isn't trepidation in her voice despite the fact that he told her that he could ultimately put her into a coma. If anything it's curiosity to exactly how he will reply to her question.
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
