Nodding absently at first, the demigod is peripherally comforted by Amun’s proactiveness. This is why she could count on him - even if he made bad decisions, he was always trying to better their place in the world.
But when he asks how she is, she surprises herself with a short, bitter laugh.[say] “Physically? Fine. I’m usually fine. It was really close this time, though.”[/say] It’s the first time she’s said that out loud and the start realization that they’d almost lost both Nate and herself is difficult to stomach. Wessex looks away, fighting the guilt that rises with stone cold silence. When she can talk again, everything sounds weary.[say] “Mentally, I’m scrambling. Very aware of the consequences and eyes turned on us. Isla has her work cut out for her, I’m afraid and -”[/say]
Shrugging, the Wraith lets that stream of thought die. She has the utmost faith in Isla. If anyone can claw something back, it’s her.
[say] “I’m going to lay low for a while. Other than a trip to the Draig. Did you know there's a dragon that can steal all your shit with just a touch? It's fucking nuts.”[/say]
But when he asks how she is, she surprises herself with a short, bitter laugh.[say] “Physically? Fine. I’m usually fine. It was really close this time, though.”[/say] It’s the first time she’s said that out loud and the start realization that they’d almost lost both Nate and herself is difficult to stomach. Wessex looks away, fighting the guilt that rises with stone cold silence. When she can talk again, everything sounds weary.[say] “Mentally, I’m scrambling. Very aware of the consequences and eyes turned on us. Isla has her work cut out for her, I’m afraid and -”[/say]
Shrugging, the Wraith lets that stream of thought die. She has the utmost faith in Isla. If anyone can claw something back, it’s her.
[say] “I’m going to lay low for a while. Other than a trip to the Draig. Did you know there's a dragon that can steal all your shit with just a touch? It's fucking nuts.”[/say]
