[Maya asks, as though Merlin doesn't get a choice in the matter.
When they're in the room enough to see, Maya will be sitting there in the middle of Hanna's bed as if it's hers, waiting for them and wringing her hand. She blows a cloud of smoke out and then fans it with her wrist, surprised by its look in the dim lighting. Real nice and fantasy flower for you.]
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[Maya asks, as though Merlin doesn't get a choice in the matter.
When they're in the room enough to see, Maya will be sitting there in the middle of Hanna's bed as if it's hers, waiting for them and wringing her hand. She blows a cloud of smoke out and then fans it with her wrist, surprised by its look in the dim lighting. Real nice and fantasy flower for you.]