“She’s a bit of a rebel, but she’s not stupid,” Tattletale said, “Trust her to hold her own.”
She can be kinda rash, I think, but Tattletale is right. She’s not stupid.
“I wouldn’t trust myself to hold my own in her shoes,” Grue told her. “Christ. Skitter, can you send a few bugs over that way, tell me if she’s in one piece?”
Might as well, if it’s within range.
I nodded, while Trickster slapped his forehead.
“The bugs,” he said, “I could have told Genesis to stick around while you scouted, wait, no. Why send Imp if you have the bugs?”
Because while she can access the bugs’ audiovisual senses directly, that’s not something she can do without risking sensory overload.
I suppose Trickster thinks that’s what she’s doing when she uses the bugs to scout out places.
“I can’t see or hear through the swarm, really. Not well enough to listen in.”
“You did once,” Tattletale told me.
That surprised me. “When?”
Wait, what?
Is she talking about the one time we’ve seen Taylor look through the eyes of the bugs, right before she met the Undersiders for the second time? Or has Taylor been doing this without realizing it?
“After the fight with Bakuda. You were doped up, hurt, you had a concussion, but you were able to tell us the kind of music someone was listening to, and he was way out of earshot.”
Oh right, that!
I can’t blame Taylor for forgetting anything that happened during that time.
“Seriously? And you didn’t tell me this?”
Grue shook his head. “Just speaking for myself, I had a lot on my mind, between you and the others being in rough shape and the ABB setting off bombs across the city. I completely forgot until just now. Sorry.”
That’s fair.
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