[Training] caught in the undertow

WESSEX out of the night that covers me If there was meaning (and she should have known, but she didn’t think about it, not really) in so casually removing the kelp, Wessex didn’t catch on to it, the brutal truths of Mabel’s drowning and death not quite so real to her as it is to the girl. Catching the pause and furrowed brow, she tries to recalibrate for the situation, particularly when fear is mentioned. “Oh,” the queen replies, understanding a little more now. “I think this is one of the few places is Torchline I haven’t been. Thought I ought to fix that…” trailing off, she gives a half-hearted shrug and turns her gaze briefly to the walls and the signs and what she assumes is actually a very cool maze. “Can I help… at all?” Utterly unsure of how she could help, or even if it’s wanted, the demigod nevertheless offers, because Mabel is family and she is always here to help the family. black as the pit from pole to pole i thank whatever gods may be for my unconquerable soul