you've built a fine shrine in me

Ellery moved in to help, and Adora's embarrassment was washed away by the warm waters of yearning. The blonde's scent easily overpowered the smell of dirt and brambles, and she wanted keenly to lean forward and embrace the other woman. She was reminded of dark nights, shared breaths and a deep sense of contentment she hadn't been able to find anywhere else. Even Adora knew things weren't that simple, however; she remained still as the gilded paladin worked. Maeve twisted against her quickened pulse, eager to be freed.

"Not... your mother, no," she answered; Adora knew that Ellery did not agree with her religion, and so she simply tried to keep things short when it came up.

"You were so upset, Elle. I... had to come. I want to do what I can to help you and your brother."

She hadn't realized how hard it would be to make up that time she'd spent indecisive, praying to the Moon Mother for guidance.