you wouldn't even recognize me anymore
not that you knew me back then
So much will have happened by the next time they speak that many of Wessex’s concerns will be irrelevant. But as she’s unable to see the future, the current queen nods in appreciation of everything Bastien has said, even chuckling at the thought of luring the Order in when vulnerable, fucking Ascended.
“Hey, I’m just glad some people are getting to use that room,” she quips, alluding more to her lack of partners than anyone else’s frequent use. “I’m sure something will pop into someone’s head.” Trying to reassure both of them, Wessex stands and is ready to continue about her day.
“Thanks for the talk, Bastien. I think if we can set it up correctly, the Grounds will be okay.” Reaching out to shake his hand, she sees herself out, head full of far too many thoughts and plans, for which the only remedy would be time.
{fin}
“Hey, I’m just glad some people are getting to use that room,” she quips, alluding more to her lack of partners than anyone else’s frequent use. “I’m sure something will pop into someone’s head.” Trying to reassure both of them, Wessex stands and is ready to continue about her day.
“Thanks for the talk, Bastien. I think if we can set it up correctly, the Grounds will be okay.” Reaching out to shake his hand, she sees herself out, head full of far too many thoughts and plans, for which the only remedy would be time.
{fin}
but it all comes back to me in the end
WESSEX
