"What a shame she's fucked in her head, " they said.
No. It doesn't have to be difficult. She doesn't want it to be difficult. Except others make it difficult. Her fussing baby makes it difficult. The way Jata can't look at her makes it difficult. Maeve draws in a breath, shaky, but deep. It's all so complicated. Too much to deal with on top of everything else. Maeve finally gets Edmund to calm down, letting both heavy subjects drop, pasting a smile onto her face as the shopkeeper comes back. "Alright. Cart is in the back and all loaded up." The shopkeeper informs them, offering a faint smile to the both of them, seeming to notice the tension in the air.
"Thank you. I appreciate it. This little one's father would usually do that kind of thing, but he's away on a trip. Thankfully our former governor here was kind enough to offer help." The words come easily. A lie that isn't fully a lie. It does the trick and the shopkeeper blinks, a faint flush rising to his cheeks, clearly put in his place for his earlier assumption. Maeve glances over at Sunjata, offering him a small smile, hoping to soothe his anxieties a touch with her words. It might not do much, but it's a start.
With their business done, Maeve heads out into the back with Sunjata close behind her, stopping by the cart. "Do you mind..?"[/say
"Thank you. I appreciate it. This little one's father would usually do that kind of thing, but he's away on a trip. Thankfully our former governor here was kind enough to offer help." The words come easily. A lie that isn't fully a lie. It does the trick and the shopkeeper blinks, a faint flush rising to his cheeks, clearly put in his place for his earlier assumption. Maeve glances over at Sunjata, offering him a small smile, hoping to soothe his anxieties a touch with her words. It might not do much, but it's a start.
With their business done, Maeve heads out into the back with Sunjata close behind her, stopping by the cart. "Do you mind..?"[/say
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