His visit was brief, too formal and left far too many things left unresolved between them, as such it was as his friend – regrettably not more – that she stood stoically in the setting sunlight watching the distance grow between them as Appa carried him further from her reach, further from her unspoken words.
With a heavy heart, she returned to her room, intent on pouring a glass of spiced wine and drowning her sorrows for the night, however, her plans were quickly forgotten by the sight that greeted her; hundreds of Forget-Me-Nots decorated every surface of her room.
Mai felt the tears spill over her cheeks before she realized she was crying and grinned despite herself at his ability to pull emotion from her when she thought she'd so carefully hidden it away; caressing one of the blue flowers she made a promise that she wouldn't forget him, that this was one love she wouldn't let slip away.