“Charlotte?”
“Yes?”
“How set up is the building you guys were working on?”
“Mess is cleaned out, but we haven’t moved much in.”
I like how Skitter is talking as a leader in this section.
“That should be fine.”
“We ready?” Grue asked.
I turned to face him and Bitch. “Just about. Bitch, there’s a space set aside that we can use for your dogs. We’ll patrol through the various territories in an hour or so, stop by your territory and pick up some supplies for them, and you can bring your dogs here.”
Eyy, that’s something she might appreciate. Maybe. If we’re lucky. Probably not.
I had to resist adding an ‘if that’s okay’. Firmness would work best with her, even if it did carry the risk of provoking her.
True. And it’s not like, even with the firm tone you used, you told her to bring her dogs here. Just that she could.
“Fine.”
“Good,” Grue said. “Let’s go rest and eat. We can wait for Genesis and the other gear Coil’s dropping off.”
Hey, I know it’s a fair distance away from here, but I wonder how Fugly Bob’s is doing. Did it survive Leviathan? Was it out of range of the Shattering? Are their burgers as greasy as ever? This is me asking the important questions.
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