Broken Antler Fen I wrote you a letter

Maia (and her writer, oops) had both completely misheard Wraen, so for a moment she was extremely confused.  She hadn't just said they were friends... she'd said she had looked at him as a potential mate, hadn't she?  (When in reality, the comment had been directed towards Maia herself.). It was a hard thing to sort out, she'd misunderstood so heavily.

But Wraen seemed fine with it, and now embarrassment replaced her horror. It had been a really long day and she felt as if, at the moment, she was messing everything up.  Wraen was probably right, she should just go to bed and try to forget a lot of this.

Okay.  Thanks.  She moved in to give her sister another hug.  She'd said a lot of things trying to help, and while Maia knew she probably wouldn't be able to sleep much with everything bouncing around right now, she appreciated it.  She was just going to drop the other thing; she didn't have the room for it and Wraen seemed genuinely amused even by the suggestion.  I'm just... yeah.  she let out a small sigh, then started off to find a place to curl up for a bit nearby.