"What a shame she's fucked in her head, " they said.
Watching the Flood with her baby sends another pang through her chest, but she buries it deep, ignoring those dead but ever present feelings for her friend. Her eyes make note of the wounds and she's tempted to ask, but she knows that he went into the desert with Remi, Ronin, and Aurelia. Truthfully, she's curious if he knows where her counterpart went, but he's speaking of other things and her mind is too easily distracted to linger. "They all eventually ask, Jata. Where their mother or father is. I know I did. Whether we want to admit it or not, the thought is always there... 'What did I do? Why did they leave me?'" Maeve sighs, shaking her head, lips pressing into a thin line for the span of a breath before she looks back to him.
Her shoulders lift in a shrug, acknowledging his suggestion, "Perhaps that would be best. I just don't want to feed him lies. There's enough of that going around without me adding to it." Maeve considers a set of candles, lifting it to her nose to smell and smiling softly at the faintest scent of lavender. Her favorite.
"It is hard sometimes. Like when he doesn't want to sleep or he won't eat or the times he just seems to cry for no real reason. Those times are hard, but then he looks up at me with those eyes and his little smile like I'm his whole entire world. It's all worth it." Maeve turns towards him, reaching up with her free hand to brush some of Edmund's curls from his forehead before her eyes flick up to catch his.
Her shoulders lift in a shrug, acknowledging his suggestion, "Perhaps that would be best. I just don't want to feed him lies. There's enough of that going around without me adding to it." Maeve considers a set of candles, lifting it to her nose to smell and smiling softly at the faintest scent of lavender. Her favorite.
"It is hard sometimes. Like when he doesn't want to sleep or he won't eat or the times he just seems to cry for no real reason. Those times are hard, but then he looks up at me with those eyes and his little smile like I'm his whole entire world. It's all worth it." Maeve turns towards him, reaching up with her free hand to brush some of Edmund's curls from his forehead before her eyes flick up to catch his.
Maeve
