WESSEX
the wraith
{timeline: pre-Drop!}“Is that Rex?” Wessex interrupts Bastien, coming from behind where she’s been eavesdropping on the conversation. Well, one side of it. She already knows it’s her sister from Bastien’s words, but, well, appearances matter. She has to ask.
There’s a noticeable note of worry in her question, her face reflecting the concern and fear that washed over her when Bastien had come crawling back to the Temple, sans Rexanna. All the anger she’d felt at the two of them is gone, replaced by a well-leashed anger towards Sam. That ginger something or other, indeed, she finds herself agreeing with whatever Bastien has called him. “Can she talk to both of us?” the Queen asks, stepping up to the shell phone and the man’s side.
She asks only out of respect for the love Rexanna has for him; in truth, it is a command disguised as a question.
she's pullin' the trigger
cause it's me and the moon, she says
and i have no trouble with that
