It's Lord of the Flies in my mind tonight
Earth. She nods. It sounds terribly familiar (none of his specifics do, and she’d be hard pressed to tell anyone what an equator is) but Wessex can’t remember if anyone’s ever used that specific word before. Reaching back into the depths of her memory, after a couple of quiet moments she recalls conversations with Abasi and his peculiar world, his accent - what had he called the place? “Does Earth have an… Egpyt on it? And pha-roahs?” It’s been awhile, and she’s a bit unsure if she’s pronouncing the place and people correctly. Abasi, sadly, is no longer with them, so any jumbling up of information is purely on the Wraith herself.
“Unique can mean charming,” the demigod offers back with a slight smirk of her own. “But I don’t think you need the extra compliments.” With a slow gesture of her glass, Wessex indicates the room and the few interactions she’s seen him engage in. The side-eyes from women and men alike. A newcomer to Halo is always a bit of an event, especially if they decide to stay. A young, attractive newcomer is an even bigger cause for celebration, she can imagine, particularly during Deepfrost and LongNight.
Not to mention that in her experience, handsome men usually know they’re handsome. There’s no need to feed into it.
“Unique can mean charming,” the demigod offers back with a slight smirk of her own. “But I don’t think you need the extra compliments.” With a slow gesture of her glass, Wessex indicates the room and the few interactions she’s seen him engage in. The side-eyes from women and men alike. A newcomer to Halo is always a bit of an event, especially if they decide to stay. A young, attractive newcomer is an even bigger cause for celebration, she can imagine, particularly during Deepfrost and LongNight.
Not to mention that in her experience, handsome men usually know they’re handsome. There’s no need to feed into it.
