[Maeve's]

((She's a reasonably pretty girl with short black hair, which is reasonably well-kept, albeit somewhat ragged, since she can't afford to pay someone to cut it. She also has quite a few brands, the most notable being a one on each of her palms

Normally she wears clothes that, while formerly respectable, are starting to show their age; velvet gloves that, while resewn rather well, can be told by careful examination to have been repaired many times, dresses (on more formal occasions), shirts, and pants, that are immaculately cared for but becoming threadbare, and boots or other shoes that were once rather nice but are now fairly scuffed and beat up, despite having been cleaned and repaired to the best of her not-inconsiderable ability.

She does have some new clothes, which are probably more like Khair's seem to be, though she doesn't wear them that often except when she's in the house.

At present, however, she's wearing a very new dress, which is the uniform for The Sitar's Strings, the restaurant she just got a job at, though she's been somewhat reluctant to tell Khair where she's working.

Also, would Khair be in pain at the moment?))

Maeve smiles softly at her friend, going to hug her gently.

"Hey, Khair. How are you doing?"