[ME] Reap what you have sown

“As far as I know, before it was your monument, it was a portal to Halo.” Wessex looks to the tree, which seems calm and dormant now, but glowed so brightly with the Voice’s energy that it is seared thusly into her mind: alive and vibrant and so full of potential. “Which is why I asked.” She chuckles dryly, though it turns into something that turns hard and serious at the end. “You can insult me all you want, but do not be so ignorant as to question my loyalty to my people. I opened the portal for them. Did this for them.” She gestures back to the Hallowed Grounds. “After three centuries of imprisonment, of barely eking out a living towards the end, I did this so they and everyone who was brought here against their will can have opportunity and a new life. Get out of the shithole we're stuck in. So they can finally choose for themselves what kind of life they want to live.” There are a thousand boring and torturous things Wessex would rather do than talk to Delah, and yet she comes patiently (mostly) to ever summons - for her people. If the Ascended had her way, she’d risk a solo trip by night and try to figure shit out on her own. She’d have taken risky trips into the Greatwood. She would be living instead of administrating. WESSEX come, you spirits that tend on mortal thoughts unsex me here