The Little Things You Give Away {Open}

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 Wessex nods slowly, refraining from making a face. She can kind of understand. They have stones that glow in Deepfrost, but she’s going to assume that the stones from his world are different, somehow. “I can see how something from home would be very important to you.” A world he’s all but lost, now, except to memories and dreams. Hearing what she’s heard from the other Outlanders, about this land or that land, Wessex is fairly sure she wouldn’t do well in their homes - she’d be woefully behind, tech wise, or even more of a barbarian, or useless, even. Being useless would probably be the worst. “So… you gave it as an offering to a God, yeah? Are you sure you want to... take it back?”