I've got some color back

Maeve

There was nothing but gentle understanding in her soft green gaze, mixing with the mischievousness that swam in her irises. She could easily read the discomfort tugging at Seren's features, causing her shoulders to tense and raise towards her ears as she chewed at her bottom lip. The apology wasn't necessary. Not for this. Of course she didn't understand it. Maeve had her doubts that her mother told her all that went into the pleasures of the flesh and knowing Ronin he likely avoided the conversation as well. "It's okay, chérie. It isn't for everyone. Maybe in time your opinion will change, but there is no rush to discover such things." She soothed easily, offering her a sweet smile and she reached to give her arm a reassuring squeeze. This wasn't like the obviously playful touches from before. This was meant to put her at ease. Comfort her. Nothing more than that.

The touch only lasted for a moment before she drew her hand back from her, not wanting to spook her further. Maeve was very free with her affections. Gentle touches here and there given away easily. She was just that kind of person. It was hard to keep from acting on something that might as well have been instinctual at this point. The last thing she wanted to do was upset Seren after what happened earlier.

"We don't have to talk about it anymore. If you don't want to." Maeve murmured, head tilting to the side, a stray curl falling into her eyes, "I don't want you to be uncomfortable."

Babe, there's something wretched about this
Something so precious about this
Oh what a sin