[She notices it as he does so, and Maya's own gaze is quick to hone in on his after falling to view the same. She smiles, but it is an extremely wry one. Bittersweet, if a person could say anything remotely good about it.]
Aha... yeah. The man you speak of... he sounds like the one who did "that" to me.
[Did what? Killed her, in a manner of speaking. It was always hard to pinpoint one major instigator of her demise, yet Nyarlathotep, for one, was hardly close to innocent.]
:)
Aha... yeah. The man you speak of... he sounds like the one who did "that" to me.
[Did what? Killed her, in a manner of speaking. It was always hard to pinpoint one major instigator of her demise, yet Nyarlathotep, for one, was hardly close to innocent.]
He asked me if I hated him, once.