- Mon Aug 28, 2017 7:37 am
Matt's praise for her offer of help took Mae off-guard, but she nodded easily with a slight smile at the mutant in acknowledgement of his words. At least he wasn't hostile towards her anymore, the Garou mused quietly. Mae moved from her casual stance against the counter to the coffee making and began prepping a pot to brew. She looked over at Tristan briefly when he echoed Matt's praise for her and turned her attention quickly back to making coffee, hoping neither man had noticed the slight blush that had colored her freckled cheeks at the praise. "Of course. Just glad I could help a little," she murmured back.
Tristan went on to tease his brother about how he had woken up alone and wondered if he had been ditched, Maeve only listened somewhat to what the males were saying. She heard him ask about how he had ended up back in his own bed and simply shrugged from her spot in the kitchen, not having an answer to that herself. He had gone to sleep with her and had left at some point after she had fallen asleep; the redhead still wondered why that was herself. She let out a soft snort of disgust at the pang of hurt that line of thought evoked in her and turned her attention to the brewing coffee, pulling the milk out of the fridge and grabbing the sugar bowl as she waited.
When Matt started explaining things to Tristan she was again surprised. Hadn't he just begged her not to tell Tristan about the issues he was having? And men talked about how fickle females were... Mae leaned back against the counter and watched the mutant carefully, sympathy in her green eyes. Nightmares, he said. A shiver of understanding rippled through the little Garou at his admission; she could relate to that herself. It had been several months since they had been a regular problem for her, but even still, Mae had sympathy in spades for Matt on that account. Mae padded a little closer to Matt and leaned against the counter next to him, not reaching out to touch him but simply offering the comfort of her presence.
"Like I said, you've got Garou blood. A lot of what you described about Sunshine to me sounds like what happens when a Garou doesn't know how to control their rage. And if you were under the Imperius..." She sighed heavily. "The Imperius does real bad things to a Garou's brain, even if we aren't put under the full control of the curse. I... vaguely... remember learning that when I was young," she added, referring to her own memory loss. "From what I remember, it strips the neural pathways in the brain that help us control ourselves, our Rage. With that control taken away, we're no better than volatile pups until we repair those pathways in our brains. The only way to do that is to teach you the techniques for control all over again, which I've already promised you I would do, Matt. You're going to be okay," Mae emphasized gently.