To Fly You Must Fall

Maea Big dreamers shoot for open skies The woman smiled back, and stood. Maea was a little surprised to see her come over, but inclined her head at the question. "Not at all. Please... Hotaru, right? Jigano mentioned your name before the... ah.. expedition." She began moving her books out of the way, clearing enough space for her guest and any items she might bring along. Maea eyed the sketchbook with the same passing interest, though perhaps stared a little extra as it was covered not in words, but drawn pictures. Quite good too, though she did not understand the shockingly indecent pieces of garment that showed off practically all skin. "Want something to drink, or eat?" she offered. She'd made herself quite at home at the inn, especially after she'd gotten over her initial intimidation towards the proprietor. Most of the time she spent at her room, but it was growing increasingly common to find her like this, surrounded by books and papers in a quiet corner.