“I can’t think of anything major right this second.”
“Okay.” I thought. But she might come up with something more? “Where are you staying?”
She hesitated to answer, but she finally relented and admitted, “Nowhere. I was out all last night, looking. I was going to go back to the place we’d stayed at first, our family friend, but…”
Welp.
…guest bed on the ground floor of the Hive?
“The mold problem, and you said it was crowded. That won’t do. You’ll come with me.”
I love how Taylor doesn’t even seem to think twice about it, at least not before saying it.
So does that mean she was downstairs while the scene I read last time played out? Better make sure she doesn’t come upstairs while Taylor’s mask is off.
Although Sierra knowing Taylor’s face could make for an interesting subplot.
Concern flickered across her face. “I don’t know-”
“It’s better if you’re close, so you can answer any questions I have and so I can keep you informed.”
That seems reasonable.
She frowned, and I could practically see her working to think of a way to get out of my offer without offending. I knew if she didn’t come with me, she’d probably wind up searching for a mediocre to unsatisfactory place.
Her hesitation is very understandable. Sure, Skitter is being very open to helping her with her brother, and claims to have good intentions for the neighborhood in general, but that doesn’t necessarily mean she can trust the villain enough to go live with her.
“This isn’t really negotiable,” I told her, just to forestall any excuses.
Heh. “I’m not going to let you weasel your way out of me helping you.”
Because I do think helping Sierra with her living conditions for the time being is Taylor’s main motivation here. The thing about staying close seems to be as much an excuse to do that as whatever Sierra was going to come up with for not letting Skitter do that.
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