“All of us?” It wasn’t just me.
“A slip of the tongue.” She smiled slightly, as if enjoying stringing me along.
Oh, she does. She absolutely does.
…
Headcanon that Amy arranges surprise parties for her family.
“Do these others include Tattletale?” I asked, “Did you heal her?”
She quirked an eyebrow. “No. I can tell you I didn’t.”
Ouch. Yeah, no… Sorry, Taylor.
“You didn’t. Because she didn’t need your help, or because she was already dead? Ow!”
My leg jerked again, a muscle in my thigh clenching hard, not unlike a charlie horse. It subsided.
“I think we’re done here.”
Yeah, that’s definitely not her concentration breaking.
