It's Lord of the Flies in my mind tonight
She’d meant only to say that they have an identifiable someone to watch, but seeing Bastien’s face fall in such a way makes Wessex wonder if she’d said something far more important.
It isn’t something to pry about now, though she tries to soften a little, watching him stare at his hands in a universal sign of holding something in. “I don’t know,” she confesses. “But if it’s important to you, it’s worth trying.” Personally, she’s quite hesitant to open up a line of communication between the Grounds and Stormbreak, but there’s no reason to forbid it right now.
She’s about to call the meeting to a close when Henry straightens, seeming to change before her eyes. His proposal is… not a bad one. Not a bad one at all. Mulling it over right then and there, Wessex slowly nods, raising a single finger in a caveat. “I don’t want to lay all our problems on you - but this is arguably more important than the Sparkbird and I don’t think it’s a bad idea - just a bit of a dangerous one, especially if you go to Stormbreak. If something were to happen, only another Attuned or Accepted could come and get you.”
Which he knows, of course, he’d been there when the Voice had told them that. “So if you go, you let me know, and you let me know who would be willing and able to help get you back.” No one gets left behind if she can help it, and she’d grovel and trade promises if it meant keeping her people safe. So with that said, Wessex nods and gives her approval, then looks between the two of them again.
“Anything else?”
It isn’t something to pry about now, though she tries to soften a little, watching him stare at his hands in a universal sign of holding something in. “I don’t know,” she confesses. “But if it’s important to you, it’s worth trying.” Personally, she’s quite hesitant to open up a line of communication between the Grounds and Stormbreak, but there’s no reason to forbid it right now.
She’s about to call the meeting to a close when Henry straightens, seeming to change before her eyes. His proposal is… not a bad one. Not a bad one at all. Mulling it over right then and there, Wessex slowly nods, raising a single finger in a caveat. “I don’t want to lay all our problems on you - but this is arguably more important than the Sparkbird and I don’t think it’s a bad idea - just a bit of a dangerous one, especially if you go to Stormbreak. If something were to happen, only another Attuned or Accepted could come and get you.”
Which he knows, of course, he’d been there when the Voice had told them that. “So if you go, you let me know, and you let me know who would be willing and able to help get you back.” No one gets left behind if she can help it, and she’d grovel and trade promises if it meant keeping her people safe. So with that said, Wessex nods and gives her approval, then looks between the two of them again.
“Anything else?”
