Yeah, yeah. Evil shrew. He's the one who proposed to her so he was going to just have to deal with it, yeah? And it wasn't like he believed in divorce if he didn't want to. Which she knew would never happen anyway because he'd put up with her this long.
Honestly, she hadn't meant to make it sound like that but she really did love destruction. Mae wasn't precisely one for cuddling except for after the sex. And that was generally because she was too tired to do anything else. And alright, she'd just sort of cuddled but that was different. She'd been crying.
Maeve squeaked when he kissed her again and there was that sound again as she kissed him back, putting her arms around his neck. Honestly, she wouldn't have minded if he'd fucked her up against the railing despite how dangerous it would have been. In fact, she would have encouraged it. Only apparently he had a plan.
<"Come on?"> she question and followed him along, kind of confused... Until he realized what the hell was doing precisely. They were breaking into someone else's room for sex. She prayed to whatever entity was really up there that no one was in the stateroom. And yet at the same time, she had to ask, <"Have you gone mad? This is very not like you.">
At the same time she was opening the door as it unlocked. Yeah - she just didn't care that much and started formulating a lie just in case the room was indeed occupied.