It’s been a busy night. First Weaver keeps forgetting if she’s running a message or playing a game. Then Weaver is sent as a messenger of the gods to the last people left on a dying world with an offer they shouldn’t refuse. After leaving that hot mess, Weaver is accosted about her shit. She skips out of that and winds up cold, wet, and facing trust issues again. But at least she got an answer to a question! Right?
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