Anxiety crept up on her. She wanted her ‘candy’, to take the edge off, to help clarify her thoughts.
Of course she does.
Incidentally, those quotes seem to imply that she’s fully aware that it’s not candy.
She knocked on the door to her room. She heard Coil say something on the other side and tested the knob. Finding it unlocked, she stepped through.
Might want to tell him about the chances of something bad happening, unless she thinks that’s the cause.
Coil sat at his desk, on the phone. She didn’t want to talk to him, but she wanted to die less.
Yeeah.
I’m honestly glad to hear Dinah doesn’t want to talk to Coil. This relationship is fucked up enough without Dinah seeing Coil favorably beyond him being in charge of the “candy”.
“It’s unfortunate,” Coil was saying. “Step up recon, call in a secondary team to ensure twenty-four seven surveillance. We’ll want a replacement for our Leah the moment they start recruiting again. Yes. Good. Let me know.”
Oh! Damn, Coil, back at it again with the moles, huh?
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