Maeve kept to herself whenever she could get away from her duties at Vought. She couldn’t stomach the corruption, but didn’t have the guts to stand up to the corporation or Homelander himself. Not yet at least.

She walked through the halls as she was about to head into her room to finally get some peace and quiet before someone approached her, causing a pang of irritation to flare up within her. “What do you want…?”