[ ughhhhhhhhhhh smart of him to move away. Maya doesn't bother looking around as she walks; she made that mistake the first few time she's been here, desperately wanting to catch someone on the other side of the windows but the only person who ever stared back was her own reflection.

While not a lot, she does come down here occasionally. Not to escape, but rather to remind herself: it could be worse. ]

...Something like that. It figures you take your job seriously enough for that to be the world you're shown, though.

[ As for her... being student council president is only a means to an end. Her world isn't the school, isn't the bloodlust and bloodshed of day to day living, because at least there, at school, her efforts mean something. She has a council to lead. She has a brother to protect.

Who is she without all of that? ... ]

I didn't bring you hear to talk about that, though. I just thought it would be a nice place to spend some time.

[ She has somebody with her, after all. Him being here already stops this place from being her personal hell. ]