WESSEX
“Of course. Fair is fair.” Grasping his hand firmly, she shakes it and withdraws, having never been one for lingering touches with people who aren’t her lover. And with that settled, she can rest a little easier, going back to what the Alchemist asked only moments before - no, she hasn’t avoided the question. “Truly?” Wessex asks, pursing her lips into a line that is neither a frown nor a smile. “I think it varies. It’s based in wanting to make life easier, in finding the sparks in the souls of people that make them special, and allowing that to grow unhindered.” Without distraction - which can mean taking care of the physical, certainly, but it also means giving them the tools to succeed and go that extra step. “But I also think she wants recognition for what she’s been able to do. The… innovation. Technology. Ability to go above and beyond anyone else.”
The Wraith takes a look behind them, gauging whether or not she should head for the shade.
"But again, I don't presume anything." Turning back with a shrug, the Wraith looks almost disappointed. "As close as I am, I know nothing more than what she wants me to know."
No, I’ll be the stone
I’ll be the hunter, a tower that casts the shade
I lie awake and watch it all
I’ll be the hunter, a tower that casts the shade
I lie awake and watch it all
