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WESSEX after all is said and done you're just a carnivore let you in and drink my blood you're nothing but a monster “It’s really Nate’s design,” Wessex says with a grin, glancing over at their brother. She has no problem giving him most of the credit for this - or Sam, for his perseverance here, in a most inhospitable habitat. She just brings the ice and stone. Unsure of what to do with the double-bucket contraption, Wessex instead takes up a pickaxe and heads towards the lava. “I’ll do the lava-catching-digging part” she offers, secure in her ability to not burn to death, and perhaps withstand the heat the best. “But it might be best if you’re out of the way until it’s in the bowl.” So as soon as they indicate they’re ready and the bucket looks steady, the Wraith will dip one of the spiky edges into the lava and try to get a nice big goopy piece, then drop it into the stone bowl without burning either herself or anyone else. But how much do they need?