comeuppance

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 Terrible at apologies and greatly preferring to just be honest about shit so she doesn’t have to apologize (and yet how often the words I’m sorry have crossed her lips recently), Wessex can feel things start to settle in her as she gets most of what she wants. Bloodlust still haunts the edges of her energy, the desire to hurt him for hurting someone she loves still bubbles up, but the Queen at least has some notion that she needs to leave this encounter salvageable - if only for their future. In the end, it’s his acknowledgment of respect and all that she’s done that pulls the Wraith off the warpath. Her lips press into a tight line and her jaw clenches as she turns from him, nodding again in acceptance. Finding her knives, she sheathes both and then returns to the stairs, muttering “I should not have thrown a knife at you,” as a sort of apology. He’d be able to hear it, but she prefers not to face him. A couple of days would be needed, and lucky for her, she has plans. Darting up the stairs, Wessex leaves the Safehouse - and Sam - to go shred some dead trees in the Outskirts, taking her energy out on unsuspecting wood.