Cassiopeia's View Been underestimated my entire life

Lele did not understand everything Maia had told her about the story-telling, but she kept herself quiet to let her companion vent about, what she clearly cared about very much. All she could say was that: "I am not sure I completely agree with you." For a person, who was not very gifted with imagination, stories did not hold particular interest. There had been a time in her childhood, when that had come easily, but now words simply did not inspire her. 

She could have told this to Maia, but she felt that for a creative mind it was impossible to comprehend, what it meant not to be such. Lele definitely did not want to get in an argument, where she had to defend her position or find an explanation, why was she different in this aspect. 

She let the silence fall between them, observing the scenery beyond the cliff edge.