[open se] if you only had time

Maea

And time it waits for no one
It heals them when you die

Not sure what she had expected, it certainly wasn't this calm steadfastness. Scoldings, yes. Angry words, absolutely. Something cold and unforgiving - but not this steady gaze that seemed to cut to the deepest parts of her being and expose all the circumvention and bullshit for what it was. It was... humbling.

"I... regret lashing out." The words came slowly, but with ample thought behind them. And honesty. Above all, there was honesty. "And risking the lives of other people. I wish I had gone straight to the source, instead of using Nate as a scapegoat. It was Sunjata I was angry with, really." As for making it right... she rubbed the back of her neck. And nodded. "I guess I do. Though I don't know how."

Mention of the infirmary made her look up, blinking with some confusion. For a moment mistaking it with the hospital in Torchline, and also with the Slagveld fire, until she realized what Wessex meant. "What? No. No, I didn't go near the Grounds. Not for years. After the thing in Torchline I stayed in Rae's Fingers for a while, and then I set out for the Wilds. I was still out there when Amun found me, a while back."

And soon you are forgotten
A whisper within a sigh