[by now, it seemed like they were usually on the same page. there was good understanding between them and she shouldn't worry. maybe it was because her situation had been wildly different than it was here. far more used to a man never meeting her halfway and it had always felt like she couldn't do much for him to understand her at all. Vander was different.

Maria was a mess and she knew that. she wasn't good for anything serious and it was better for her friendship with Vander they stayed on this level. her desire was to preserve this, maybe having great sex and cuddling along the way. she hums in agreement with him.] Less time arguing, more time for better things. [much easier when they agree with each other.

his comment about the train mission does make her pause for a brief moment and then she sighs. turning a bit so she can move an arm over his chest, leaning her chin on it to look at him.]

Not to make things too much of a bummer but I almost died. During that awful riot. [she laughs humorlessly, for once not showing Vander her playful side at all.] I would have died, bled out, but someone took it for me. I know you come back but...well, it's hard knowing you almost died, right? And then having that someone bleed out in your arms, knowing it was because of you...[her eyes look down, away from him. part of her doesn't like to share this with him. Maria knew Vander relied on her to be cheerful and fun so she tries to laugh it off.]

I'm being ridiculous. He came back. Just like I would have. Just hard not to feel some kind of way.