Maea
And time it waits for no one
It heals them when you die
It heals them when you die
It was cute, sort of. For a shark. Maea did not reach her hand out for it, though, like she had so many times before. No reason to tempt fate - her hands were damaged enough as it was. "I see."
Remaining seated, she straightened a bit and crossed her legs beneath herself before gazed up at her brother as he stood. Hands aside, and save for a certain distance in her eyes the girl was uninjured. Disheveled, certainly, and decidedly worse for wear - but conscious, and mobile enough.
"This is the second time you're saving me," Maea remarked as she waited to see what he would do. "Do what you have to. I'll... be here."
Remaining seated, she straightened a bit and crossed her legs beneath herself before gazed up at her brother as he stood. Hands aside, and save for a certain distance in her eyes the girl was uninjured. Disheveled, certainly, and decidedly worse for wear - but conscious, and mobile enough.
"This is the second time you're saving me," Maea remarked as she waited to see what he would do. "Do what you have to. I'll... be here."
And soon you are forgotten
A whisper within a sigh
A whisper within a sigh
