paying the price

M  A   E    A I talked to God to no avail Said, "If you won't save me, please don't waste my time." Waving faintly after Vai as the woman left, Maea didn't have it in her to argue. Sigjing fsintly she nestled deeper into the blankets, expecting Emmett to follow suit... but instead he came over, sat beside her on the bed even. It was unexpected, a little awkward too because the only one who had ever done that for her before was her brother. Even the healer that had tended her often as a child wouldn't be so familiar, and... Maea wasn't sure what she was supposed to do. Look at him, don't look at him..? She looked. Saw tears brim in red-rimmed eyes, felt his hand cup around hers. The tears alarmed her, as did the touch, but though she twitched in surprise Maea allowed it. Found it... soothing, somehow. She tried to smile reassuringly, but it came out more puzzled, questioning. How could she explain if she wasn't allowed to speak? Was he actually worried? She hadn't been aware that anyone truly cared what she did, now that Noah was gone... Pale fingers, washed clean from blood and reanimation fluids, twisted to fold around his hand. A slight squeeze; she was listening, if he wanted to speak.