“Sierra,” I called out.
She wheeled on me. I watched her expression change as she stared at me and realized who I was.
“Told ya there was a human under the costume.”
“You got hurt,” she said, looking almost stunned by that realization.
Ohh, nice. That’s what pulls her out of this, seeing with her own eyes the fact that Skitter genuinely put herself, not just her lackeys (as she believes Lisa to be), in harm’s way to retrieve Bryce.
How bad did I look, that my injuries distracted her from her brother? Or was it the realization that a supervillain could get hurt?
In this particular case I think it’s more the realization that a supervillain would get hurt.
“Things got ugly,” I said. Then I added, with emphasis, “Lisa wasn’t lying.”
She wasn’t lying about either thing.
She shook her head, “It doesn’t make any sense. He wouldn’t do that. It doesn’t fit with the guy I grew up with, ate dinner with.”
I’m sorry, Sierra. Turns out the guy you grew up with is a privileged douche.
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