REXANNA
in the right heaven-yellow light,
Phoebe’s words cause Rexanna to lift her head and tilt it toward the girl. She hasn’t heard of a blight yet, and there’s a small spark of concern that graces her features with the revelation. “A blight in the Greatwood?” She asks quietly with a hint of confusion in her voice, wondering and quietly hoping that Phoebe might explain a bit further in detail.But she’s speaking of the little cells again, and Rexanna nods along, wondering since all things are made from the cells how it might change when it comes to the blight Phoebe mentioned before. And if, perhaps, it was a sickness you could see in the cells if maybe there’s a way to exchange those out, to get rid of the infected cells and replace them with healthy ones and if it would be enough? She chews on her lip briefly, glancing back to the micro lens. “This is a huge revelation, yet there’s still so much we don’t know.” And she gives her friend a quiet soft laugh. She wonders how Phoebe doesn’t find it overwhelming.
anything could be holy enough
to save you
