It's Lord of the Flies in my mind tonight
Hearing him agree with him and then that kind of clarification takes Wessex slightly aback. She is satisfied, at least on one account.
They were both sick. That she remembers. And the fighting. “Mmmm. Yes. Sorry for attacking you.” That wasn’t a good way to get what she wanted (at least not from him) and logical her knows it, so the Wraith just looks back on sick her with a shake of her head. Like the Blight, that happened. People were bizarre and did shit. Move on.
“Okay. Thanks for that clarification.” And now, she thinks, she really is done. There isn’t anything else pressing on her mind and if similar problems arise later, well… she’ll deal with it then.
“I’m good.” Done with interrogation and lecturing. He is no longer her prisoner, unless he wants to go back to the Voice’s shrine.
They were both sick. That she remembers. And the fighting. “Mmmm. Yes. Sorry for attacking you.” That wasn’t a good way to get what she wanted (at least not from him) and logical her knows it, so the Wraith just looks back on sick her with a shake of her head. Like the Blight, that happened. People were bizarre and did shit. Move on.
“Okay. Thanks for that clarification.” And now, she thinks, she really is done. There isn’t anything else pressing on her mind and if similar problems arise later, well… she’ll deal with it then.
“I’m good.” Done with interrogation and lecturing. He is no longer her prisoner, unless he wants to go back to the Voice’s shrine.
