Maeve
It was nice that Seren didn't bolt away from her this time. Instead she leaned into the Madame's touch, seeing it for what it was and Maeve smiled back at her, eyes full of understanding. It could be lonely in a place like Stormbreak where you felt like you were cut off from everything and everyone. She wasn't just a normal person either. She was a child of the stars. That came with some extra baggage that kept people at a distance. Something that was no fault of Seren's. "I highly doubt he would forget. He has a soft spot for you. I won't let him though. I promise." Maeve reassured her, holding up her free hand to hook their pinkies together in a pinky promise.
Maeve listened closely, brows raising at Seren's little confession and a knowing smile spread on her lips at the blush painting Seren's cheeks. "I'm glad he was there to save you. That we didn't lose you." That would have been heartbreaking. They had known each other only a short time, but Seren had a special place in her heart. To lose her would be crushing.
She followed her to the sand, sitting down beside her and letting her toes dip into the water as it lapped at the shore. "There is nothing wrong with being a romantic, Seren. I'm one. It isn't bad to think about stuff like that either." Maeve laughed, shifting her eyes out to the sea, running them along the horizon, "Sometimes the romance is in the little things, though." She said thoughtfully, thinking back to all of her encounters, reflecting on the things that made her stomach swoop and her heart flutter.
"When Locke and I first met it was during Longnight. We played a few rounds of poker and it didn't seem like it would be anything at all." She recounted, leaving out the details in between. They weren't important to what she was trying to prove. "The next time we saw each other we fought. Over stupid things, but still... It wasn't until I got back the tar pits in the Feverlands after being whisked across the Wilds that there was a spark of something else." Her expression softened as she buried her toes in the sand, drawing her bottom lip between her teeth. "He cut my hair. It was ruined from the tar I'd been stuck in, you see. I'm normally the one taking care of people. Customers, my girls, and others around me. He was one of the first people to ever take care of me. That was our spark. It just took us being separated for a while to finally catch into something more than that."
She left out what happened after that. Their fight. How awful she felt when he left her alone in her room afterwards. That wasn't important to this story right now. Seren already knew that love could hurt. That it would hurt. Maeve didn't need to remind her of that right now. The Madame looked over at her, smiling softly, "Maybe you should write him. Get to know him a bit more. Age... Age doesn't really matter in a place like this. Time passes so quickly here. I'm not saying you should rush into anything, but there would be no harm in it. He's all the way in Halo, right? Not exactly easy access."
Maeve listened closely, brows raising at Seren's little confession and a knowing smile spread on her lips at the blush painting Seren's cheeks. "I'm glad he was there to save you. That we didn't lose you." That would have been heartbreaking. They had known each other only a short time, but Seren had a special place in her heart. To lose her would be crushing.
She followed her to the sand, sitting down beside her and letting her toes dip into the water as it lapped at the shore. "There is nothing wrong with being a romantic, Seren. I'm one. It isn't bad to think about stuff like that either." Maeve laughed, shifting her eyes out to the sea, running them along the horizon, "Sometimes the romance is in the little things, though." She said thoughtfully, thinking back to all of her encounters, reflecting on the things that made her stomach swoop and her heart flutter.
"When Locke and I first met it was during Longnight. We played a few rounds of poker and it didn't seem like it would be anything at all." She recounted, leaving out the details in between. They weren't important to what she was trying to prove. "The next time we saw each other we fought. Over stupid things, but still... It wasn't until I got back the tar pits in the Feverlands after being whisked across the Wilds that there was a spark of something else." Her expression softened as she buried her toes in the sand, drawing her bottom lip between her teeth. "He cut my hair. It was ruined from the tar I'd been stuck in, you see. I'm normally the one taking care of people. Customers, my girls, and others around me. He was one of the first people to ever take care of me. That was our spark. It just took us being separated for a while to finally catch into something more than that."
She left out what happened after that. Their fight. How awful she felt when he left her alone in her room afterwards. That wasn't important to this story right now. Seren already knew that love could hurt. That it would hurt. Maeve didn't need to remind her of that right now. The Madame looked over at her, smiling softly, "Maybe you should write him. Get to know him a bit more. Age... Age doesn't really matter in a place like this. Time passes so quickly here. I'm not saying you should rush into anything, but there would be no harm in it. He's all the way in Halo, right? Not exactly easy access."
Honey, I'm on fire, I feel it everywhere
Nothin' scares me anymore
Kiss me hard before you go
Summertime sadness
Nothin' scares me anymore
Kiss me hard before you go
Summertime sadness
