[SE] telling the bees

Maeve

"It's okay. I didn't mean for it to go that way. I should have thought better of it." As innocent as a joke it had been didn't matter when Melita was so clearly upset by it. For reasons that Maeve couldn't fully understand, having never gone through the same trials that Melita had, so unfamiliar with combat and true loss due to that. The soft reassurance made Maeve feel a little better. As did the way she took the tea from her, cradling it in her hands before bringing it up to take a sip.

Maeve nodded, raising a gentle hand to the honeybee's shoulder, resting there lightly and offerings a reassuring squeeze. "I understand." She murmured softly, offering her a kind smile. Despite the fact that Maeve hadn't found herself in those types of situations, she knew what it was to be affected by past events in such a way. Storms, raging winds, and thunder never failed to make her tremble. After what happened with the Halenani, Maeve knew that next monsoon season would be even worse for her, already dreading the anxiety that would come. Even with Safrin's new shield that would defend them from the worst of the storms.

"It's the least I can do. I can give you some of this blend to take with you. Along with the honey." She offered her a small smile, hoping that this at least soothe the honeybee enough that they could salvage the afternoon.

Honey, I'm on fire, I feel it everywhere
Nothin' scares me anymore
Kiss me hard before you go
Summertime sadness