Victoria stopped midflight and hovered in the air, five feet above the ground and five or six paces in front of her.
Busted.
“I was just at the house. I don’t even know what to say,” Victoria spoke.
Makes sense. There’s a lot around there to not know what to say to right now. Such as the exploded hallways, piles of white dust, and most importantly the goodbye note with no given reason.
A reasonable assumption for Victoria to make here, if she’s been filled in on the events of Bonesaw’s visit, would be that Amy left because she was afraid she’d make the others targets for the Slaughterhouse Nine by staying. There may be some truth to that, but it was not her main reason.
“Pretty self-explanatory. One of the Nine came, house got trashed, I healed Mark.”
Heh.
That’s not what she was talking about, and you know it, Amy.
“Why? Why heal dad now, when you couldn’t before?”
“I only did it because I had to.”
Not entirely true, but not entirely false either.
“That’s what I don’t get. Why couldn’t you? You’ve never explained.”
That doesn’t sound right. According to Interlude 2, they’d argued over brain healing repeatedly, and Amy gave a pretty solid reason – though one that was apparently not quite true – back then: That she was afraid of messing up.
“I can’t tell you.”
“So that’s it? No explanations? You just up and leave?” Victoria asked.
It’s that she’s afraid of mind controlling people, right? Something which would be seen as evil, put her closer to her biological father.
“Yeah.”
“Why?”
“You’re just gonna leave without giving me any explanation?” “Yes.” “Give me an explanation.”