one step forward, two steps back

Maeve

Her lips twitch and she looks up at him, feeling a small surge of pride at the admission, "Thanks. She and I work well together." Sure, not much has happened yet, but they've already had to make a few choices together and both of them had been on the same page. Maeve licks her lips, eyes training back on the path as she walks, a quiet hum rising in her throat. "I like to think that we both have Torchline's best interest in mind."

Another nod, another slight smile, "It sounds like it's been a long time coming. I'm glad you have the chance to get out now." Maeve wrinkles her nose, bumping into his side playfully, "And now I am the one burdened with glorious purpose." She laughs, her smile growing as she looks up at him.

But the cut of your love never hurts, baby
It's a sweet butter knife