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 So it seems like the two of them can play nice when they need to, which is more relieving to Wessex than Ronin can know. Her ruler cred (it’s like street cred, but waaaaay less cool) was at stake, and with the final salute, she knows they’re ok - for now. A phrase that always seems to echo in the back of her head. For now, for now, for now. There is no room for complacency in their lives. “Sounds like a plan. Will get working on LongNight plans tomorrow. With luck it won’t be a repeat of last year.” Luck and planning. And this year, the Outlanders will take it far more seriously. They already are. Waiting until he tips the rest of his drink back, she rises slowly and says a little more softly - perhaps the tone of someone who might be a friend, rather than just a co-worker. “Soon. And I’m sorry, again. Take care of yourself.” She’s about to add that her door is always open to Remi and Aoife if need be, but the truth is that there are about 52 other people who would say the same, and she’s probably pretty low on the list. So with nothing else on her mind and little else to say, Wessex leaves, walking out into goddess only knows what will come. {FIN!}