Creepy fucking eyes, too. But he looks kind of dumb, like a dope. If Maia knew what he was planning, she wouldn't look mollified. She'd be pissed off. They never learn it doesn't work, pinning a demon with steel.
'Maia,' Maia says, and folds her arms. And he's choosing his words, isn't he? That's unusual. There's something about him that shouldn't be there. Or, no, he's hiding something.
'You're greasy,' she adds, settling her hard gaze on him, trying to weasel out what's bothering her about him. Is he on her side? Is he employed by them? Despite everything, Maia refuses to give up on Hell. It totally needs her.
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Date: 2009-08-24 01:39 pm (UTC)'Maia,' Maia says, and folds her arms. And he's choosing his words, isn't he? That's unusual. There's something about him that shouldn't be there. Or, no, he's hiding something.
'You're greasy,' she adds, settling her hard gaze on him, trying to weasel out what's bothering her about him. Is he on her side? Is he employed by them? Despite everything, Maia refuses to give up on Hell. It totally needs her.