"What a shame she's fucked in her head, " they said.
They both have mixed feelings on this topic. Maeve can tell. In the way his frown deepens and the muscles in his jaw feather. He isn't wrong. Maeve was better off without both of her parents and Edmund will be better for having her. She'll love him more than all the stars in the sky and the fish in the sea and the grains of sand on the beaches. Maeve would do anything and everything for her baby. Sunjata knows that too. Whether he voices it out loud or not.
And she does trust him. The request is soft and simple. His words reaching her through the din of the market as she selects the candles and has them set up to be sent to the Halenani. "Okay, Jata. Thank you for listening. I haven't.. I haven't had anyone to really talk to about it." Somehow they always keep confessing things to each other. Maybe it's because of how they met or something else entirely, but they always end up back here.
His gaze is cold and shut off and it doesn't hurt her to see him looking at her that way. Her lips twitch up at the corners and she offers a faint smile, "It is worth it. What else do you need? Let me get it for you. As a thank you."
And she does trust him. The request is soft and simple. His words reaching her through the din of the market as she selects the candles and has them set up to be sent to the Halenani. "Okay, Jata. Thank you for listening. I haven't.. I haven't had anyone to really talk to about it." Somehow they always keep confessing things to each other. Maybe it's because of how they met or something else entirely, but they always end up back here.
His gaze is cold and shut off and it doesn't hurt her to see him looking at her that way. Her lips twitch up at the corners and she offers a faint smile, "It is worth it. What else do you need? Let me get it for you. As a thank you."
Maeve
