Noelle sounded like someone who was very, very tired. “Can’t wait. Can’t wait at all these days. I can smell them.”
Wait for what? Food?
She wants food as badly as I want my ‘candy‘, Dinah thought. The difference is that she can and will take what she wants, even if it means eating one of us. I don’t have that power.
Hm, yeah, seems like and apt comparison.
God, her head hurt. Worse, she knew this was the calm before the storm. Her head would hurt more with every passing hour until she wanted to die.
Nothing quite like feeling shitty and being fully aware that it’s going to get worse.
“You can hold on,” Trickster said, his voice gentle. “You don’t want to come any closer than that. You know what your power does. None of us want that.”
What does it do?
By the sound of it, it’s something unusual, considering it’s something that could harm Crawler, but not something that would kill him (but probably would kill a mundane).
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