Maeve
It does work. Maeve is close to falling asleep, dozing on and off in his hold, soothed by the stroking of his hand over her side along with the rise and fall of his chest. This is close to the first real rest she's gotten in what feels like ages. Aside from when Jack wore her out so completely that there was no way she couldn't sleep. The question causes her to stir and she shifts in his arms, adjusting herself so she can gaze up at him with hazy eyes, a quiet hum pushing past her lips as she meets his gaze.
"It's going well. I've started training with a bow. Ronin took me out to the swamps to shoot some of the Vampire Gourds that are sprouting up. I could do with more. Especially before I get to a point where I can't do as much." Maeve yawns, covering her mouth with the back of her hand before she's relaxing against him once more. "Remi is making me a bow." Something she's incredibly excited for. She's never had a custom weapon before.
"It's going well. I've started training with a bow. Ronin took me out to the swamps to shoot some of the Vampire Gourds that are sprouting up. I could do with more. Especially before I get to a point where I can't do as much." Maeve yawns, covering her mouth with the back of her hand before she's relaxing against him once more. "Remi is making me a bow." Something she's incredibly excited for. She's never had a custom weapon before.
NO ONE WANTS YOU WHEN YOU HAVE NO HEART
AND I’M SITTING PRETTY IN MY BRAND NEW SCARS
AND I’M SITTING PRETTY IN MY BRAND NEW SCARS
