Waning Morning

Dam. No luck. Maeva didn't bother to hide the sigh of frustration that slipped past her lips. Why were the gods being so coy? Why could they not reveal to her what had happened to her son or at least give her some sort of sign? Whether she was destined to be reunited with him or separated forever she at least needed to know so that she might move on. It was the unknowing that was causing her the most distress. She smiled softly though at the mans kind words. How foreign that concept seemed to be to her. Where she was from it did not matter how desperate one was no one ever gave something away for nothing. It was a touching gesture but one alas that would do her no good. "Thank you Leo, I would much appreciate that. Well, I thank you for your time. I'll continue my search." With a dip of her head she turned and left, honey-gold eyes turning once again to the sky willing the gods for a sign.

"Speech"