[ME] the worst is just around the bend

Opting to spend the first bit of LongNight in Torchline to clear her head, Wessex nevertheless feels obliged to drop in to the Ground and the Temple, to drop a mental message to her kin. It’s half-useful, at best, but a gesture nonetheless. Teleporting to the Sanctuary, it doesn’t take long for the Wraith to spot Rexanna and a baby at the doors of the Temple. Her congratulations would come later, for now she has a tight smile for the Queen and the child. “Have a safe LongNight. I’ll be popping in on occasion to keep Ronin company. If you need anything, give a shout.” Tapping her head, Wessex indicates exactly what she means. “Oh, and the twin girls -” she points to the retreating blonde heads, “- they’re newly Ascended.” She glances down at the baby and its olive skin and its curls, reminding her a bit of Bastien. “Looking forward to properly meeting this one afterwards.” With a gentle touch to the woman’s shoulder, she turns and leaves, passing behind the open doors where a glint of something catches her eye. Pausing to read the plaques, Wessex sighs and closes her eyes briefly. Of course. Of fucking course they tried something like that. And Safrin - Growling to herself, she thinks a final warning to the Queen. Be wary of the door. I don’t trust Safrin to have done right with our fluid. WESSEX come, you spirits that tend on mortal thoughts unsex me here