if wellness is this, what in hell's name is sickness? ❖ private

And as the world comes to an end

I'll be here to hold your hand

Yes! Both were here! This was going so well! Suiteheart hadn't officially introduced herself as Margaery had, but that didn't matter. Ella knew who they were, anyways.
"Salutations!" The feline chimed, wagging her tail as if she was a dog. "My name is Me-- Ella. I am a new soul inhabiting this body." Ella removed the rope necklace, opening one of the pouches Lil carried on her body -- normally used to store herbs -- and pulling out messily folded pieces of parchment. "I am a touch nervous about this endeavor, but my predictions foretell that all will end up okay." She just had to follow her script, that was all. Everything would work out just as it was supposed to, she just needed to follow her script. "I have come to formally request you consider adopting me for my duration of time here. I do not frequently surface in a shared host -- in fact, I have never once done this before -- but I do share memories from Lilyspoise, and I do know you two are the mothers of this shared host. I am not currently aware of how long this host will permit me to stay, but I would like to enjoy the time I am permitted here."

Ella knew of Lilyspoise, even if the other didn't know of her. Even if the other couldn't know of her. Ella was no fool; maybe lacking in information some, but she knew what she was doing. Why she was here, and how long she could last. This all would end eventually, but she needed to salvage in the meantime. There was no time to waste-- just people to save.