Barrow Fields You don't have to worry

Maia wasn't sure how she felt about that statement.  On one hand, it made her a little competitive again.  She'd been through some stuff too, and living on a mountain was dangerous, no matter what this girl thought she could handle.  But on the other hand - that sounded like a story.  And Maia loved stories.

I'm a storyteller.  It's my job to believe crazy stories. She responded, lifting her head and smiling.  Whenever anyone wants to tell them.  Usually I make up my own, but hearing them gives me ideas.

She didn't want to come out and ask directly, but she waited.  Hopefully she'd give her a taste.