Then she saw I was looking and she met my eyes.
“Yes?” I asked her. “You’ve got the ladybugs. I will get you a box.”
Oh, nice, she’s one of the heads of the families.
“No. It’s not that.” She looked at her hand where the ladybugs were.
“Then what is it?
“You said we were your people, that you were protecting us. Does that mean you’re going against the other groups?”
“Yes.”
I suppose that does mean a gang war, essentially, though one side cares way more about the civilians than the other.
“My kid brother. I- he needs help. My parents are sick and they’re in the hospital and I can’t tell them because I told them I’d take care of him, um, and I asked the cops but they’re so busy and there’s no way they can help, and I was going to ask that hero, Battery, but then she disappeared so fast-” The words spilled out of her mouth, less and less intelligible as she kept talking.
Aw. She seems to have decided she can trust Skitter.
What kind of help does he need? It sounds like she thinks Battery would’ve been able to help, and with that first question… Did he get in trouble with the Merchants? Or worse, the Chosen?
I doubt it’s the Slaughterhouse, considering it sounds like she thinks he’s still alive.
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