To find forgiveness in the weeds
"Well...yes. Though admittedly me and Wessex haven't been getting on very well recently..." He frowned, rubbing the back of his neck, then added: "But I really wasn't trying to disobey her. I thought it would be the quickest way to find a hanging snake and...um.."
He listened to The Voice speak, unsure if she was angry at him or not. The Fae had always seemed plenty violent to him, so that wasn't a surprise. "There was a little bit of me that hoped I could...maybe get through the woods and to the portal...for you. I want to impress you. Because I know I haven't recently." It was embarrassing and he hadn't even really been aware of it until the last moment, but it was true.
Though once again, he'd messed it all up. "I just can't seem to do anything right lately. I'm sorry."
