till you get to the Bottomland

BASTIEN

'Cause you've got a mind that is so hell bent on
Fixing me up before I get my coat off

Bastien nodded gratefully at Henry's offer to go and speak to Frey; this, partly, was why he didn't believe in an entirely Ascended Grounds. They had different strengths and abilities, could be made more by their collaboration with each other. Hopefully, speaking to them would help and clear up why it was the Spark Bird was attacking what, as far as Bastien knew, was it's home.

He looked up for Wessex's next matter of business and did not hide the surprised raise of his eyebrows when he heard it. Bastien had always thought Wessex enjoyed being in charge, getting to have the final word, leading the people; he had to admit he couldn't think of anyone else in the Grounds more qualified for the position.

Sickeningly, the most likely person after her, he thought, was probably himself. Maybe that was egotistical, but regardless, the thought made him want to shudder. "I...would want to know why it was exactly you would choose to step down. But...the leader should be someone with their full heart in the task, if we are to have a leader, so I believe if you want to, you should step down." Bastien said, measured and considered.

You with those hands that are so hell bent on
Making a mess to suggest you'd think something