Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-7497475-20140703144312/@comment-7497475-20141112105100

Two maroon eyes narrowed at Vermont. He was just as perceptive as she gave him credit for. But without context one could assume the wrong things.

"So you believe I need help then? You do seem to have a knack for assisting those in need, obvious from your previous life. But I can say with some certainty that you cannot heal my wounds. I missed the chance to fix them many years ago. Now all I can do is ease the burden I placed upon those I left behind."

Pausing as she realised how talkative she was getting, Wynne glanced at the glass by her elbows.

''Alcohol. Always loosening the tongue. I should have known better. Talking about the past will only draw it back to me.''

Her eyes closed as she pushed the glass away. No more would be drunk while she was with Vermont. Control was more important than being good company for him.