She shrugged, smiled a little, gave me an apologetic look with a tilt of her head, “And my plan worked out. Of course.”
Sort of, at least.
…
Did Coil make one reality where he told the chosen Tattletale what he’d just learned, and one where he didn’t and tried to let the delayed arrival do its thing without alerting Tattle to Taylor’s presence?
“Of course,” I replied, dryly.
“It might have ended there, but then Grue mistook you for a villain, and you didn’t correct him.
Ah, right. And Tattle couldn’t– wait, yes she could. Anyone else sworn to secrecy on Coil’s powers couldn’t, but Tattle could blame her power for knowing it.
It was interesting enough that I played along.
This sounds more like Tattle anyway.
The idea of recruiting you came when he was finishing his introductions.”
Nice.