Maya had found out a therapist had set up shop in Camelot, an outworlder, so he could get the added stresses that come with being here. On top of what was already dragging Maya down from the start.
And Maya knew she'd need to talk to someone, because you can't just bottle up your pain forever. She's tried.
She's failed.
Instead of knocking on the yurt door she just, tries it and comes in. Quiet like a grave. Maya was good at moving around without making noises before everything? But after, well, near silence was a thing she just did from time to time. "Um, I heard there was a doctor here?"
Content Warning: Talk of Depression and Suicide.
And Maya knew she'd need to talk to someone, because you can't just bottle up your pain forever. She's tried.
She's failed.
Instead of knocking on the yurt door she just, tries it and comes in. Quiet like a grave. Maya was good at moving around without making noises before everything? But after, well, near silence was a thing she just did from time to time. "Um, I heard there was a doctor here?"