Maeve
She is jumping from one thing to another, but Hotaru is all of those things. That isn't a bad thing. They're all different parts of her. Parts that Maeve is very interested in learning about further. "Vacillation? Love, I'm only speaking the truth. It isn't my fault you're an incredibly complex individual." Maeve hums, wiggling her toes in front of the fire, working out the numbness from them as she sinks into the plush lounge chair as a sigh pushes past her lips.
Hotaru doesn't seem to mind her teasing which is great because Maeve doesn't plan to stop. She straightens up when the blonde joins her, anticipation bubbling up in her chest at the sight of blown glass. This was what she was here for. Kind of. It was one of the things. The original reason for her trip and their communications. Maeve takes a breath, eyes dipping down the glass. Business first, pleasure later. She picks up one of the samples, turning it over in her palm, examining the glass thoughtfully. "Oh Ru... These are all beautiful." Maeve breathes in awe, thumb brushing lightly across the surface of the small pendant. "I brought some dried lavender from my garden. It was one of the few things that actually survived the storms."
She sets the pendant back down, bending down to sort through her bag and pulling out a small parcel, passing it to the other woman. "You can use these. Unless you think that fresh would be better? It would mean another trip all the way to you in Halo, but I'm sure you wouldn't mind that." Maeve hums, picking up one of the others to examine the wire delicately wrapped around the fragile glass work.
Hotaru doesn't seem to mind her teasing which is great because Maeve doesn't plan to stop. She straightens up when the blonde joins her, anticipation bubbling up in her chest at the sight of blown glass. This was what she was here for. Kind of. It was one of the things. The original reason for her trip and their communications. Maeve takes a breath, eyes dipping down the glass. Business first, pleasure later. She picks up one of the samples, turning it over in her palm, examining the glass thoughtfully. "Oh Ru... These are all beautiful." Maeve breathes in awe, thumb brushing lightly across the surface of the small pendant. "I brought some dried lavender from my garden. It was one of the few things that actually survived the storms."
She sets the pendant back down, bending down to sort through her bag and pulling out a small parcel, passing it to the other woman. "You can use these. Unless you think that fresh would be better? It would mean another trip all the way to you in Halo, but I'm sure you wouldn't mind that." Maeve hums, picking up one of the others to examine the wire delicately wrapped around the fragile glass work.
Babe, there's something wretched about this
Something so precious about this
Oh what a sin
Something so precious about this
Oh what a sin
