I will stand by you forever; you can take my breath away
They could probably debate this for days and just go ‘round and ‘round in circles. Where is Wessex? Where ought she be, if she’s being a good little demigod? And so on and so forth. Pointless, really. But then so many things she does these days seem pointless.
"One for each of you, maybe," she says, turning back to the crystalline walls. "And Bastien, of course. Wouldn't want the vainest of us left empty handed," it's light-hearted, of course. Her fondness for The Dionysian has grown since he stepped up to the plate. Reaching up to chip a dark red garnet from the wall this time, she nods at the mention of the snake (little does she know that's well out of her control and never was within it) and the Last Step.
"Sam is back in the Grounds. We could go tomorrow night if you can be ready." There is little doubt in her mind that Sam will be free, so it's up to her and Nate to clear their schedules.
"One for each of you, maybe," she says, turning back to the crystalline walls. "And Bastien, of course. Wouldn't want the vainest of us left empty handed," it's light-hearted, of course. Her fondness for The Dionysian has grown since he stepped up to the plate. Reaching up to chip a dark red garnet from the wall this time, she nods at the mention of the snake (little does she know that's well out of her control and never was within it) and the Last Step.
"Sam is back in the Grounds. We could go tomorrow night if you can be ready." There is little doubt in her mind that Sam will be free, so it's up to her and Nate to clear their schedules.
WESSEX
