but this hunger, it isn't you

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 Welllll there go those dreams for now. Though her mind wonders what what could possible cause instant death, she refrains for asking quite yet. Shunting her disappointment aside, the Wraith nods at the instructions. But before she goes, she fixes the Eirachi with a serious expression. “Will bringing you into the Grounds disrupt the seasons there? They’ve got enough troubles. If bringing you there will fuck with the harvest or planting, or extend LongNight, I’ll come back and tear the shrine down.” Or ask the Voice to give her enough power to set things right. Wessex is happy to give the Eirachi another place to go, but she’ll be damned if she ushers in a never-ending winter to te Grounds for failing to ask about the deity’s intentions.