WESSEX
“Okay, so you can’t talk… in a normal way,” Wessex says with a short amused laugh, though she hasn’t quite figured out how it’s abnormal. “Might be the only time you stop talking.” Ah, but then she feels bad about the jest at his behalf and grimaces in an apology. “Sorry. Must be more than a little difficult.” sdraw… kcab… bounces around in her head as she indicates that they should move forward and into the tunnel. After all they’re there for a reason. The letters float into her head and it soon clicks, with the Wraith suddenly shaking her head. “Oh. Backwards.... oof.” Well. That’s a little more amusing.
She continues on in silence, not as naturally predisposed to conversation as he is, and not wanting to be rude, either.
Now. Where are those damn lilies?
No, I’ll be the stone
I’ll be the hunter, a tower that casts the shade
I lie awake and watch it all
I’ll be the hunter, a tower that casts the shade
I lie awake and watch it all
