Maeve
Maeve smiles softly, finishing her coffee and standing to refill her mug, doctoring it until it was just how she likes it. She shrugs her shoulders, returning back to her seat at the island, hands tight on her mug, "Maybe. If I'm able to. I plan to rebuild, but there are a few different things on my plate right now." Maeve tells him quietly, chewing on her bottom lip as he shifts his attention between her and the pan he's preparing for the pancakes.
"And here I was thinking you didn't have any manners." She teases, lips twitching up into that same tight smile before she's hiding it behind the rim of her coffee mug as she takes a sip. Maeve sets her mug down, keeping her fingers wrapped around the ceramic as if the warmth will help to ground her as she leans heavily against the counter while her other hand fidgets with the pearls around her neck. "You remember how you told me that I should be careful with Sunjata? Yeah, starting to think that maybe he was the one who should have been careful with me." She says with a sigh, fingers running lightly over the pearls. "I was helping him.. With everything, I guess. Kamaria, himself, his loneliness."
Maeve begins softly, eyes dropping to the counter as she purses her lips, "I lo-" she cuts herself off, swallowing thickly, "-like him more than I should, probably. Wasn't really the plan, but it happened. He doesn't know, of course. Don't really think I should tell him either. Nate's going to come back. They're going to make a life together. That's that." Maeve shrugs her shoulders as if it doesn't make her chest ache or her throat tight. She wasn't just here for her body to heal, but her heart. She needed space. To straighten herself out. To focus on what she wanted. It wasn't anything he could give her. That much was for sure.
"That's not all, of course. I, uh, met Safrin too." She adds, hoping that maybe it will shift the subject off of Sunjata at least for the time being. "She gave me a quest."
"And here I was thinking you didn't have any manners." She teases, lips twitching up into that same tight smile before she's hiding it behind the rim of her coffee mug as she takes a sip. Maeve sets her mug down, keeping her fingers wrapped around the ceramic as if the warmth will help to ground her as she leans heavily against the counter while her other hand fidgets with the pearls around her neck. "You remember how you told me that I should be careful with Sunjata? Yeah, starting to think that maybe he was the one who should have been careful with me." She says with a sigh, fingers running lightly over the pearls. "I was helping him.. With everything, I guess. Kamaria, himself, his loneliness."
Maeve begins softly, eyes dropping to the counter as she purses her lips, "I lo-" she cuts herself off, swallowing thickly, "-like him more than I should, probably. Wasn't really the plan, but it happened. He doesn't know, of course. Don't really think I should tell him either. Nate's going to come back. They're going to make a life together. That's that." Maeve shrugs her shoulders as if it doesn't make her chest ache or her throat tight. She wasn't just here for her body to heal, but her heart. She needed space. To straighten herself out. To focus on what she wanted. It wasn't anything he could give her. That much was for sure.
"That's not all, of course. I, uh, met Safrin too." She adds, hoping that maybe it will shift the subject off of Sunjata at least for the time being. "She gave me a quest."
Poor little girl
still waiting for her happy ending
still waiting for her happy ending
