I can't believe you kiss your car goodnight

Finally feeling well enough, between the relocation and the heavier medication, Wake is ready to join them. Ready to go off raiding, ready to make bad choices with the rest of them. No shortage of hostility in the boy, to match the shitty attitude and the substance abuse. Clutching his flask of laudanum, he's more than happy to answer Ken's call.

His siblings, for the most part, already pooled around Kenway by the time Wake joins them. Gaze flickering across the faces of the wolves gathered, satisfied. He'll hang near the back, watching, waiting. Tense. The target announcement is all he needs, and fuck it, he's ready to go.

WAKE UP