She caught me looking and gave me a wink. She took another gulp of water and cleared her throat before speaking again. “They took one day from Mannequin because they thought he lost.”
Heh, nice, she caught onto that.
“If the enemy thinks they lost,” Brian said, “That’s a good enough reason to think you’ve won.”
Well, in this case at least. It’s not always true. It’s possible for both sides to lose.
I just don’t think that’s what happened with the Skitterquin fight.
I privately disagreed, but I didn’t say anything. I pulled up a chair and sat at the corner of the table furthest from Coil, wincing at the pain in my ribs as I bent down.
Really can’t blame her for wanting to be as far away from Coil as is available.
“So,” Brian said, “You intend for something like this to happen when you made your suggestion, Tattletale?”
Yeah, how well-planned was this?
Lisa shrugged, “Sorta. Thought he’d take the bait, didn’t know how far.”
Fair enough.