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Maebe knew very well that somebody was going to come down and bug her at some point today. They'd left her alone for an entire day, which was a well appreciated surprise. But when the knock finally came, the only question she had when she went to open the door was - Otto, Cami, or both?

She made a bet with herself, that it would be both. When she opened the door, she snapped her fingers as she lost the bet. Then she left the door open, and walked back inside.

"Fancy meeting you here." She drawled out, walking back to her bed and shoving the plushie pile she'd created to cuddle around herself away. Otto was here now. She didn't need them. "If this is about the shirt, I'm not giving it back and I'm not telling you where it is. It's my girlfriend fee. I stole one of Cami's too but she hasn't noticed." And it didn't fit as well as his - which was kind of embarrassing for her. She was going to have to invest in some push up bras.

"And if it's not, then I don't know what you're talking about, of course I didn't take your shirt. Don't be ridiculous." She lounged on the bed, and made grabby hands.

"Yeah, well I like it more. Looks better on me." But that was only because it showed at least 40% of her bra as it hung limp against her body. Otto couldn't beat that.

Maebe expected him to come to her, but she didn't expect him to gather her up so close, so a tiny sound escaped her as she felt his strong arms pull her into his own. She felt small, in his embrace. Small, warm, and protected. It was easy to forget who she was, when he held her. Easy to forget all she'd seen.

Then he reminded her, and she stiffened in his arms.

"Of course I'm okay. I'm always okay. This is a standard, with me." She flickered her eyes up at him guiltily, and then snuggled her head into his chest. "I was spooked, but. It's no big deal. Just a vision, you know. Those dumb daggers."

She remembered looking at them both after they had finished the daggers. She remembered that little spark of happiness in their eyes. Of life.

And she knew very well that any spark that might have been flickering in hers, was dead at that moment. So solitude was her only choice, to give them their moment of happiness. She felt better, that day. Better being alone, where she belonged.

At some point, she couldn't place exactly when, she'd come to terms with the fact that lying to Otto was just for show. He always dug too deep, and called her out on them - and this never stopped her from lying anyway. Perhaps she liked the way he always knew better. Or, more likely, it was just her first instinct kicking in before she could think better of it. Either way, when he informed her that she was once more spouting bullshit, the face buried into his chest couldn't help but smile.

"Yes, I know. That's why I didn't bother you two with any of it. I knew that you both had your own stuff to deal with - and we all know this is part of the job. So, I'm fine." The smile turned into a grin. "Just like you're fine."

She tilted her head up to look at him, and pressed her fingers to his chin. "So, nice in a sad way, huh? That's a new one. Usually it's just strict gloom and doom."

It was probably a mistake to say there was something he wanted, because instincts urged her to dig until she found out just what that was - and if she'd known, she'd never have asked.

"What is it you want?"

Her eyes opened up round with surprise, and she stared, far too interested to be good for her. "Oh, wow. This is going to be good. Let me guess.."

What could Otto possibly want that he wouldn't want to tell her? The list of delicious possibilities ran through her mind.

"I mean, I would be really disappointed if you're just going to say a threesome with Cami, because I already know that's coming and there's no surprise there. Haha. Coming." She nudged him with an elbow. "I made a joke."

She bit her lip and continued to try and think of something. "Was it.. hmm. Oh, was it a vision of you and another man?" Yeah, Otto would definitely keep that one to himself.

She'd made him more comfortable by guessing entirely uncomfortable things that weren't as bad as whatever he'd seen, and that in turn comforted her. But it didn't last, and his sigh coupled with the loss of his arms around her left her cold and a little frightened.

"Whoa, whoa." She put her hand on his shoulder. "This is really serious, isn't it. Look, if it's something too close for comfort, I get it. You don't have to share everything with me. I'll let it go."

Otto had taken on a heaviness that she'd hardly seen since those first few days, and as much as her curiosity was going to now kill her, she wasn't going to push.

Wanting something for the sake of not being able to have it - Maebe's smile stretched in understanding. She couldn't deny that she still thought she couldn't hold on to the relationships she'd miraculously made between her and the two people she loved. Would she stop wanting it, if she ever admitted to herself that she truly had managed to be good enough for them? It was a question she couldn't answer, because she had no precedence for it. She'd never gotten what she'd wanted like this, before.

And all of those thoughts crumbled out of her head when he said the word dad. He was still talking, so he missed the tiny inhale of breath she sucked in. Her eyes flickered for a moment, before turning strangely flat. Her smile never left her, but she nodded her head, keeping up the curiosity angle.

"You probably would be a good dad. All you'd need to do is be attentive, and you are that." She was talking to him as if his revelation hadn't affected her. As if it hadn't reminded her of what she'd seen. What she knew about herself.

"But I mean, you can be a dad, can't you? They said, guys can go bang humans. We just can't, because we're women and sexism and zombies. Mostly zombies." She was even making jokes, light and carefree. All the while, the light had completely left her eyes. And her hand, resting quietly on her stomach, reminded her what she would have done if she'd ever been a mother. A memory, not a vision. A fact.

She was sure of it.

"You should go for it. I mean, I guess you won't be as good of a dad as you'd like, but at least you'd have a kid. Right?"