you wouldn't even recognize me anymore
not that you knew me back then
It does look new, and that in turn sparks some guilt about the whole ordeal. Worrying the inside of her mouth, Wessex eyes the redone are with appropriate appreciation until Isla pops into the front.
“Actually, yes,” she tries to reply with a matching smile, failing in its brightness because of the natural differences in their characters. Isla will likely always be better suited to making people feel at home, and safe in her presence. The Wraith must work much harder at it - even here, in the other’s space. “I was hoping you had time for a chat. If not now, I can come back when you aren’t busy.”
Which she hopes implies that this is rather important and is better done sooner rather than later.
“Actually, yes,” she tries to reply with a matching smile, failing in its brightness because of the natural differences in their characters. Isla will likely always be better suited to making people feel at home, and safe in her presence. The Wraith must work much harder at it - even here, in the other’s space. “I was hoping you had time for a chat. If not now, I can come back when you aren’t busy.”
Which she hopes implies that this is rather important and is better done sooner rather than later.
but it all comes back to me in the end
WESSEX
