Maeve laughs softly.
"Relax, Claudia. It is only temporary."
Claudia continues to pout.
"Temporary until when? Rhaenas is still in the news right now. If we are trending, we should be doing something. Like clearing a dungeon. You know, our actual job? We need to keep the momentum going."
Maeve nods, her hands still busy whisking batter.
"I know. I understand."
She pours the mixture carefully into the pan before continuing.
"But everyone moves at their own pace, Claude. You have to understand that St. Lucas was not easy for any of us."
She exhales quietly.
"Even as of last night, I was still having nightmares about it."
Claudia's pout disappears, replaced by curiosity.
"Really? That bad? Tell me. What was so bad about it?" She raises both hands slightly. "This is a genuine question. I am not mocking you."
