"I'll clean as well," Arialla said, shooting Wessex a comradely smile before she remembered who she was smiling at. Well, it wasn't as if she personally disliked Wessex, even if she had doubts about the goddess the Wraith devoted herself to. Their previous encounters had shown Arialla that she could work with Wessex, though she wouldn't want to get into a theological debate with her.
Arialla would have offered to help Wessex more closely, in fact, but then Wessex's shadow seemed to have it covered, so Arialla grabbed her own supplies and started from the other end of the building, figuring they would meet in the middle. Or near the middle, anyway: Wessex would probably cover ground quicker than Arialla did, since she had an extra pair of hands. Must be handy useful.
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Arialla is also cleaning!
please don't take my sunshine away
