WESSEX
the wraith
He doesn’t have to go. While she’s happy to talk to Rex alone, there was a reason she’d asked if Rex could talk to both of them. But if Bastien is done here, she will be brief. Taking the shell from her brother, the Wraith looks at it for a moment before speaking in what is hopefully a clam voice. She isn’t dead, and that’s what matters the most. “Hey Rex. Good to hear your voice. Your… eyes? You can’t see?” She wants to ask for a catalog of all that is wrong, but what good would it do, other than make Rex repeat it? There is nothing to be done until the end of LongNight. After listening to the response, she hesitates a moment. “And Sam? And…?” she didn’t know who else was with them. It’s all kind of pieced together because no one tells her shit. Leaving open-ended questions is easiest. Let the others fill in the blanks.
she's pullin' the trigger
cause it's me and the moon, she says
and i have no trouble with that
