“Did we wake you?” Grue asked.
“No. I can’t be woken by anyone except myself if I’m like that. It’s more like a coma than sleep. You were watching me?”
Ah, okay, that’s handy, unless there’s a threat to her body.
I suppose I should’ve seen that coming after she slept in a room with around 15 scared kids without waking up.
Grue and I nodded. He must have felt self-conscious, because he backed off, letting go of me. I did note that he positioned himself between me and the end of the hallway.
Still doesn’t want her to run off, but he at least doesn’t want to be physically restraining her anymore.
I wouldn’t be able to run for the cellar or the front door without going past him.
It didn’t really matter. He was right. Maybe I would have gone on if he hadn’t stopped me, using my anger and frustration to drive myself forward until I got myself killed.
That… sounds about right, yes.
Grue and Genesis had, in their individual ways, interrupted that. I felt simultaneously angry at him and embarrassed that he’d had to stop me.
It’s okay, Taylor. You just let the situation get to you, and considering what the situation is, that’s 100% understandable.
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