Redhawk Caldera I guess time just makes fools of us all

Her heart! Maia could have cried, hearing her ask that, if she wasn’t way too aware of how strange that would be for the poor girl. It wasn’t Iope’s fault she echoed so many of Maia’s own insecurities.

Oh, sweetheart. Of course there’s a place for you here. She couldn't prevent the endearment from slipping out, strange or not. This felt so much like speaking with one of her daughters. We don’t have any need for fighting here, and stories are invaluable as far as I’m concerned. It’s been too long since I’ve been able to collect any new ones myself. She laughed a bit, saying this. I’m sure Kivaluk would love to teach you what he knows about hunting. But some of us just do the best we can.

Her best rarely meant impressive, and Maia should probably look to getting lessons herself someday. Somehow, though, spending her days trying to get better at something she didn’t enjoy much felt it would be more of a waste. As long as Maia did well enough to keep them fed, that was really all that mattered. She could hardly ask for more from any of them.