Grue waited until Imp disappeared from sight before groaning, “It’s tiring, dealing with her.”
Yeah, I can see that… also this sounds like a lead-in to an explanation of why you do.
“All of us irritated each other when we first joined the team. Give it time. We’ll find a rhythm.” Tattletale reassured him.
She does have a point there.
Grue turned his head my way, but he didn’t say anything. I wondered if he had been about to say I was the exception, then changed his mind.
Heh. Yeah, she kind of was. I mean, she irritated the hell out of Bitch, but the others seemed to like her well enough from the start.
Instead, he spoke, “I’m going to lie down for a bit in the master bedroom. Tattletale, Skitter, you keep an eye on things. Wake me when you need a relief.”
“Sure thing, boss,” Tattletale answered him. I couldn’t bring myself to reply, and stayed quiet instead.
I guess Taylor’s relation with Grue is still a bit awkward. Which is fair enough, considering the whole “by the way Skitter meant to betray you” situation.
As Grue was leaving, Shadow Stalker screamed from the kitchen, a strangled, muffled noise. Grue paused, waited a moment, and then continued in the direction Imp had gone, opening and closing the door at the end of the short hallway.
Having fun, Regent?
…I think not. Having to step back into the role his father forced onto him, even just this once, even though it’s not literally for his father? The role he became so detached to cope with? Doesn’t sound like something that would bring up good memories.
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