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Wessex has never really known what to say to Peter. His nature is the complete opposite of hers. His mumblings, stumblings, his fear - it makes her feel lost as well, but in an entirely different manner. He is the kind of person she doesn't know how to help, despite recognizing that he might need it the most. The Wraith does her best not to look at him with pity and confusion, deciding that any verbalized want is probably a good thing.
Not knowing anything is ignored. “Okay. Then we won’t stay here.” She pushes herself up from the ground and offers him her hand, only to see that he’s scrabbling at the ground, digging for something, and she doesn’t stop him. Peering over his shoulder, she watches quietly to see what he might find.
Not knowing anything is ignored. “Okay. Then we won’t stay here.” She pushes herself up from the ground and offers him her hand, only to see that he’s scrabbling at the ground, digging for something, and she doesn’t stop him. Peering over his shoulder, she watches quietly to see what he might find.
WESSEX
