“You’re aware that there’s an outside chance that if you try, we might have to try and stop you.  Depending on what agreement the rest of us come to about the current sitch.”

Tattle is being rather generous with that “try and stop you”.

“Do what you have to, I’ll do the same.”

“Alright, then.”

Fair enough.

I slung the bag over my shoulder, faced the door.

Tattletale spoke, “I’m not saying goodbye, because this isn’t.  I’ll resolve this situation with Coil and his captive myself, if I have to, if it means we can have another civil conversation in the near future.

She really cares about Taylor, but she’s resigned to the idea that she needs to let Taylor make her own choices.

Stay alive, don’t do anything rash, and be open to hearing us out in the future?  Surely our friendship is worth doing that much?”

“Maybe.”

After a moment, then I gave her a single nod.

Aw. 🙂

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