a fly on the wall

Huh. Okay. Twin sends her eyebrows to her hairline for a moment, but it kind of made more sense now, based on what she was feeling earlier and the way he’s acting about the whole thing. Heck, with limbs akimbo she can easily see the similarities, now that she knows. Lounging back in her own chair, Wessex listens through to his declaration of wanting to be used and then another brow arches - just the singular this time, as she considers everything. “So… just to make sure I understand it correctly, you and Nate are twins and your timelines… diverged but you’re here now and want to help, but you don’t want him to know about it? Even though you’re only in it for him?” It doesn’t sit well with her, keeping something like this from Nate. That’s not how she wanted to build her team. The General frowns ever so slightly. “I can… work with those parameters if I have to, but why don’t you want him to know?” WESSEX come, you spirits that tend on mortal thoughts unsex me here