I saw a piece of heaven
Sucking down a deep breath, Seren forced her shoulders down. Made herself deliberately stop the cowering. That there was no irritation or scorn in Maeve's response helped immensely. Let her breathe easier. Regaining her mental balance took more effort, and it was almost undone when she was touched again. But there was a difference to the gentle clasp. No games, no teasing; just a steady presence. That, Seren did not shrink from.
"I don't mean to be," she replied, growing slowly irritated with her own reactions. "Don't want to be. But..." she hesitated, searching herself for something that felt true. "Maybe... some other time." When she could think. When it didn't feel so foreign. When she was less bombarded by everything that was new and strange around her.
Looking at the lock that strayed down across Maeve's face, Seren's fingers twitched. Inclined to tuck it away. But between the thought and the action, there stood a wall of glass that would not be moved. So she did nothing.
"I don't mean to be," she replied, growing slowly irritated with her own reactions. "Don't want to be. But..." she hesitated, searching herself for something that felt true. "Maybe... some other time." When she could think. When it didn't feel so foreign. When she was less bombarded by everything that was new and strange around her.
Looking at the lock that strayed down across Maeve's face, Seren's fingers twitched. Inclined to tuck it away. But between the thought and the action, there stood a wall of glass that would not be moved. So she did nothing.
Waiting, impatient, for me
Seren
