BASTIEN
Bastien always attended meetings of importance in the Hollowed Grounds, wanting to know exactly what was going on and when...but he'd never been on this side of it, a part of the council making the decisions (or at least, looking to do so to the population); it was odd and he tried to forget it as he listened to what Wessex had to say, sitting to the side with his sketchbook and making quick sketches of her speaking face as he did - it helped him to concentrate.
He did raise an eyebrow at the news of Oliver joining the council given what Wessex had said earlier, but did not speak on it; it was her council, after all, her calls to make.
"We have plenty of food and drink for the time being and have always dealt well with shortages when they arrive. If this threat truly is looming over us, it seems only sensible to deal with that before the less urgent matters." That, and he found the idea of the alarm comforting; perhaps it could give him time to protect and prepare those he loved instead of losing them.
He did raise an eyebrow at the news of Oliver joining the council given what Wessex had said earlier, but did not speak on it; it was her council, after all, her calls to make.
"We have plenty of food and drink for the time being and have always dealt well with shortages when they arrive. If this threat truly is looming over us, it seems only sensible to deal with that before the less urgent matters." That, and he found the idea of the alarm comforting; perhaps it could give him time to protect and prepare those he loved instead of losing them.
Oh, and there we were all in one place
A generation lost in space
A generation lost in space
