[Bonds in Aefenglom are pretty vital, and as someone who's had to be attuned to energy before she even arrived here, Maya's particularly understanding of how witches and monsters need conduits between them. It all makes sense to her, despite any facade she puts up of not taking it seriously.
But it's this very knowledge that makes Maya so worried about Dandy; her friend has gone so long without even contemplating bonds, it would seem, and who knew when his time would run out? What if Dandy, her action-movie buddy, someone who actually found her funny, went feral? He barely even looked like he realised time was passing, and yet, it still was.
More often than not, Maya'd just tried to push away the thought; she believes in him, and surely he'd bond with someone sooner or later. But as the weeks go on and Dandy only seems all the more closed off, Maya finds herself more and more worried.
That worry peaks when, on a full moon, when witches are most vulnerable and monsters are their most monstrous, Maya just can't seem to find Dandy around his usual haunts or even at the days' obligatory jamjar cr event. On a night like this, the deductions are simple; if Dandy's been struggling with his lack of bonds, she's most likely to find him holed up at home. And well, if he i>isn't having problems, at least she can just pass off the worrying on the plate of party snacks she's brought with her for him. Well, mostly for him, anyway.
Just outside his apartment, Maya bounces on her toes a few times before knocking, psyching herself up.]
Hey, Dandy? Are you in there?
[Always polite, gotta announce her presence first.]
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But it's this very knowledge that makes Maya so worried about Dandy; her friend has gone so long without even contemplating bonds, it would seem, and who knew when his time would run out? What if Dandy, her action-movie buddy, someone who actually found her funny, went feral? He barely even looked like he realised time was passing, and yet, it still was.
More often than not, Maya'd just tried to push away the thought; she believes in him, and surely he'd bond with someone sooner or later. But as the weeks go on and Dandy only seems all the more closed off, Maya finds herself more and more worried.
That worry peaks when, on a full moon, when witches are most vulnerable and monsters are their most monstrous, Maya just can't seem to find Dandy around his usual haunts or even at the days' obligatory jamjar cr event. On a night like this, the deductions are simple; if Dandy's been struggling with his lack of bonds, she's most likely to find him holed up at home. And well, if he i>isn't having problems, at least she can just pass off the worrying on the plate of party snacks she's brought with her for him. Well, mostly for him, anyway.
Just outside his apartment, Maya bounces on her toes a few times before knocking, psyching herself up.]
Hey, Dandy? Are you in there?
[Always polite, gotta announce her presence first.]