Maybe it's a dream

She didn't know why he was calling for her.

Wren had made an ass out of herself last time. She went over the apology in her mind for ages, refusing to pout and cry. Refusing to be anything but leaderly. If he wanted a business relationship, he'd get one. She'd just have to deal with anything crappy like feelings and hurt and annoyance. The Gorge had become a makeshift home for the Menagerie members until the time she could claim it, so she was surprised nobody else was around.

"Merc?" Wren appeared, confused and looking around for the others. Maybe at the Cove... But Beauregard said he'd be lingering here at least. Mercury seemed oddly prepared at the moment. He looked like he was waiting for her, obviously, but it was more than that. She just couldn't place it. Letting him explain himself, she waited in her apology. Lesson learned; she wouldn't mix business and pleasure.

"Speech"