Maeve
Any other time, Maeve might have stopped to take it all in too. To look about in wonder and see, but they didn’t have the time. The Nightshade slips through the back door, into the start of the graveyard, steps echoing slightly on the stones. ”I’m not sure. I feel like between us we can probably strong arm it open.” Maeve whispers, voice carrying slightly in the dusky twilight that surrounds them. She doesn’t wander from the path that leads them further down, sending Aidon ahead to scout for them, unwilling to run in to anyone as they go.
”Worst case scenario, I wrote to Ronin and get a clearance from him.” Given his ability to teleport, it wouldn’t be too difficult to get him there and back.
”Worst case scenario, I wrote to Ronin and get a clearance from him.” Given his ability to teleport, it wouldn’t be too difficult to get him there and back.
'Cause it's too cold for you here and now
so let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweater
so let me hold both your hands in the holes of my sweater
