Oh. Oh, this is really nice. 

Hug hug hug. Justice has never in her life had a hug before and it turns out that hugs are really good. If Maya wants her arms back she will probably have to be the one to break it off.

"There, there."

Maya will hold her for a couple of minutes, before gently loosening her arms. 

"Do you want to talk about it, or should we just chat about other things? I was going to put on some tea, but I don't know if you drink it."

"...I think I'd rather talk about it." She's not entirely sure what she wants to say but probably this is a stupid problem to have. "I don't, uh, object to tea?"

She can pour a second cup of tea then. And a third and a fourth, when they nod at a questioning look. It's a mixture of bitter and sweet, the natural flavor of the tea leaves alongside a bit of honey.

"I never lived in Cheliax myself. I know it's unpleasant, that they ban our lady and want to make everyone slaves of Asmodeus, but I don't know all the details of how or what you went through. And if there's details you don't want to share, that's your choice."

"I was actually only picked as a priestess a few weeks ago," she says. "I had just — there was a man back home—" No, she's telling it all out of order, it's not going to make any sense that way, only now she's starting to have trouble talking, which is ridiculous, it's not like talking is hard, she was doing it just fine a moment ago.

"I hadn't been expecting Calistria, or anyone really, to pick me as a priestess," she tries, which is at least the sort of thing she can say without her words getting all tangled up in her chest for no reason. "Guifré, he — he was one of the lord's sons, he thought that — meant that it was his right to, to have whoever he wanted—" (this is ridiculous, he's dead, he's dead and burning in Hell where he'll never touch her again) "—I was, that was, a couple years ago he — I guess I caught his eye — and three weeks back I managed to poison him, and the next day Calistria picked me." For all she stumbled through most of that sentence, there's a sharp edge of satisfaction when she talks about killing him. 

She swallows a mouthful of tea. If she's drinking something that's a much less stupid reason to not be able to talk properly.

Yeah, that would explain it. 

"Men who don't care about the women they sleep with and won't take no for an answer are the worst sort of scum, and need someone to teach them better in a way that will... stick. Congratulations, I'm sure our lady is proud of you."

This is slightly concerning advice in general but in this case it's absolutely justified, and it's not like she has a leg to stand on. She'd have killed the man himself if he'd been alive when she got there.

What do you mean it's concerning advice? The world would be a better place if more people were willing to kill their oppressors.

Nod. Tiny smile.

"...Until she chose me it hadn't occurred to me that anyone else would care what he'd done to me." That probably sounded really pathetic — no, probably it'll be fine, it keeps being fine.

That sounds like a call to squeeze Justice's hand, and smile at her again.

"And then you had to escape?"

Handsqueeze. 

"I — sort of. I knew I was going to need to escape, but I had sort of assumed — I wanted to see if I could find a way to take out the priest and the lord. They hadn't — they weren't Guifré, but they were still... an Asmodean priest and an Asmodean nobleman, you know?" She glances at Liberty and Treason. "...And then, uh, the Eagle Knights showed up and took care of them and helped me escape."

She's not personally one of the Calistrians that most resonate with Calistria's aspect of vengeance, but she knows a fair few who are still feels it herself.

"I understand completely. I'm glad to hear it they got what they deserved, and glad you're here to tell me - if you need a place to stay you're certainly welcome here."

Smile! A little less tentative, this time.

"I've got somewhere to stay for now, but — thank you, I appreciate it." She's guessing at the right way to express the sentiment she's going for, but people were using that one at the seafood place and not treating it like a big deal, so probably it doesn't secretly have some sort of terrible extra meaning the way most ways to show gratitude back home would.

"It's not a problem, believe me. I think there's only one other question I have, then."

Her smile widens, and she pitches her voice low even though it won't do anything to prevent anyone else in the room from hearing it.

"Do you like boys, girls, or both?"

Blink.

"That, uh, works?"

"Of course! I swing both ways, but some people are only interested in men or only interested in women."

That doesn't really answer her question but she's not sure how else to ask it.

"...Probably girls, then?" So far it really seems like sleeping with men sucks. Sex is a lot nicer for men than women, everyone knows that, but if it were two girls maybe it could be nice for both of them?

Oh, sleeping with a man can definitely be nice, but it's not for everyone. She didn't seem that confident about it, but apparently it's the first she's learning it's even possible, and it's not like anyone expects teenagers to definitely have it all figured it out. It's somewhere to start, at least. 

"I'll make sure to let some of them know for the next time you drop by, then."

...She doesn't actually want to sleep with random women she's never even met. Are Calistrians supposed to — she doesn't actually care if Calistrians are supposed to, she's still not going to.

She's not really sure how to say that.

"I, uh, don't know them?" Wow, that probably sounded really stupid. In the cities lots of people sleep with people they barely know, there's no reason it'd be different in Andoran.

It’s a non sequitur but Maya has more than enough experience to know reluctance when she sees it.

"You don't have to do anything you don't want to, but I expect a number of people would be interested in getting to know you if you did."

...Now she's not sure if she was just misunderstanding what Avenger Maya was saying. Which — is fine, actually, it feels dangerous but that doesn't mean it is. Even back home it's not like she'd have been tortured to death over it or anything.

"I'd be fine with, uh, talking to them...?"

"Then I'll tell them they should try not to come on too strong."

There are going to be people living here who'll try their luck with a pretty new empowered priestess if she stops by, and the only way to avoid it would be to never show up. But limiting it to people she could plausibly be receptive to and flirting is probably doable.

They can try their luck, that's fine, as long as they're not going to get all upset about it if she turns them down. ...Which they... probably won't? It feels sort of ridiculous to object to people getting upset about it unless they actually hurt her, but Maya's a Calistrian too, so probably it'll be okay?

"In that case I'd be happy to meet them."

This looks like it might be a call for another hug, but Maya is going to go a bit more slowly this time so Justice has time to object if she wants.

Hug!!! Hugs are really nice, Justice has absolutely no objections.

Then she can get another few minutes of thorough hugging. 

"It was good to meet you, Justice. Don't be a stranger."