Do you know that I know that you know?

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 Wessex nods as she turns to ascend (ha!) the stairs. “Thank you, Sam. All I ask for is some effort. And some faith.” She pauses, one foot on the stairs, looking at the normally rather weak-willed man. She has seen some improvements in him, and she’d rather let the mysteries of why and how stay mysteries, if he continues on that vein. Whatever questions remain on his tongue are perhaps best kept for another time. “If you say it's important, I'll be there, ok?” Like it or not, they're family. And Sam would prove that again - so perhaps Wessex can take it a little easier on the guy every now and then. {Fin!}