<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/87/7a/e2/877ae2a8cb4cf149a7531a31949cc154.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Mael<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Kaen Morhen - Outdoors<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Arlaine, Open<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: Grey shirt, leather leggings<br/><hr/><hr/>Mael shrugged, letting his hands drop down to his sides as Arlaine spoke. It was something that he'd thought about more times than he was proud of, something that he had considered doing more times than he could count. Make Bellatrix pay for her ability to constantly complicate things by acting without thinking, and making sure that each and every one of those actions hurt someone.<br/><br/>"First of all," mael said, trying to keep his face as neutral as he could manage," Everyone knows about how you and Conor feel for each other. Except Conor, anyways. I love that man, but he can be thick sometimes. All the time," He quickly corrected. To be fair, not a lot of men, even witchers, could claim a firm knowledge of how affairs of the heart worked out. Mael could claim that he had gotten over the crushing stage of his relationship with Bella fairly quickly, but look at all the wonderous adventures that that had brought him. It was hard to tell who was the better off.<br/><br/>"Second of all, don't think think I've wanted to put Bella in her place in the past? I've tried talking to her, calmly and not so calmly, and it all runs off of her like water off of a duck's back. She won't apologize, and she won't change. I've tried retaliating, and all that does is escalate things. She's... insane and as insane as it sounds, the best way to get her to realize that's she's done something wrong is to let her come to the conclusion herself. She thrives on the attention that her antics cause, and if you deprive her of that, it makes her think about what she's doing."<br/><br/><br/>"But... this is coming from... well, me, so add a grain of salt to it. Just don't overreact, okay? I was looking carefully, and Conor wasn't kissing her back, and his is the only reaction that should be important to you, okay?" He raised a hand, trying to smile sympathetically and squeeze her shoulder," Look, I'll look through her stuff and see if I can't find your mirror and return it to you. Discreetly. Just don't burn Kaer Morhen and half the forest down."