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Maea Big dreamers shoot for open skies She shook her head at Harper, his somewhat wounded question met with her quiet sympathy. "Not in the slightest," she assured him. But, meeting those blue eyes and being hit by that charming smile, Maea understood why Libbs had made a swan dive behind the bar. No doubt the girl was weak for someone... and she could have made her own bet about who that someone she wanted to flirt with might be. Still, the book was calling to her, and Maea was just about to leave and head back for it when Sunjata appeared before her again. Smirking, eyes glittering; almost against her will Maea smiled back at him. Irresistably drawn to the unusual lightness about him. It was a rare treat. "Going absolutely nowhere," she replied, sighing a little as she leaned back against the bar. "And that's why my food is over there, getting cold. Don't let the staff blame it on me this time, fishboy." She reached for the glass again. If she was resigning herself to endure this, get headache might at least be self induced.