dont know where the lights are taking us
but something in the night is dangerous
but something in the night is dangerous
Standing up and feeling fully refreshed after the supernova, Wessex turns to look for Loki. The black dragonling comes to her, settling vocally on her shoulder with chirps and other pleased baby sounds. An ear catches Remi’s question again. “Maea?” she repeats blankly back to Remi, finally able to finish the thought she keeps half-starting. “Don’t know. Lost track of her after I left the boat…” So saying, she shrugs and takes a quick look around the deck too see if she's hiding in a corner somewhere, then peers out into the ocean, as if that will do any good. There’s so much water, and Maea is a tiny woman. If none of them know, the chances are slim…
She sighs to herself, not entirely fussed about it, more just… aware of the implications. “D’you think she… drowned?” Wessex asks the two men with a grimace. If it’s true… that’s a shame. What a way to go.
She sighs to herself, not entirely fussed about it, more just… aware of the implications. “D’you think she… drowned?” Wessex asks the two men with a grimace. If it’s true… that’s a shame. What a way to go.
