Children of the Revolution

Well. You don’t outlive your whole damn family without being sharp, so fuck you too and your Ascended dad jokes too, Lucas. At any rate, they’re on the same page and know each other’s intentions. They’re both utterly selfish, self-serving, and probably narcissistic. They also conveniently lack that annoying guilt complex that others seem to bury themselves in. It’s freeing, really. At least that’s how Wessex chooses to see it. Which means.... Game on. “For Her, then.” she says in agreement. With the Outskirts up ahead, there’s little reason for them to remain together. When they cross the Wildwood border, Wessex states matter-of-factly, recapping their discussion of their excursion. “So you’ll get those onyx pieces and I’ll work on the other bits. And if anything comes up regarding Her, we’ll find each other. Otherwise… “ she makes a gesture as if to say ‘fuck off, we both know we work better alone’ and leaves it at that. Her sharp ears would catch any words of affirmation or rejection he might say as she sets off towards ‘home,’ and then the glassblowers camp. WESSEX She whispered back, I am the storm