head to head together

WESSEX after all is said and done you're just a carnivore let you in and drink my blood you're nothing but a monster Effort goes a long way with Wessex; not that anyone would know that, other than Melita. It doesn’t right a slight, but it tempers an edge and brings her to the table. Wessex enters the Rathskellar and after finding Ronin at a table, nods, and then goes to get a shot for something dark and hot. Something that she can toast with. It isn’t for drinking’s sake, but symbolically it’s important to the Queen, so she will briefly partake. Bringing her glass to the table, she thinks of the inscribed tumbler and sighs. Good thing she didn’t catch serious feelings. Even this minor affection and subsequent grief sucks balls. She sits, and before either of them can get to serious business, her glass is lifted; “To Edy,” she begins, well aware that Ronin probably knew her better (though less intimately). “May she get laid twice as much in the afterlife as she did while alive.” And then she offers her fellow ruler an edge to clink against, and room for his own words. His apology is accepted. They can move on.