“Where is he?” I growled.
Looks like we’re starting right where we left off. And Skitter is… well, not pissed so much as determined, I think.
“As if I’m going to tell you. To think Jack called you the clever worm.”
Hey, I’ll have you know the plan that got you here was mostly, if not entirely, her idea.
“Don’t call me that.” I felt a flare of irritation that bordered on anger. Was that me, or was it her power at work?
See, the reason I said she wasn’t pissed was that it didn’t seem like the right emotion for Skitter to be having right now, though I could see her being annoyed at Cherish after she refused to answer. So yes, there’s a good chance Cherish is messing with her head.
But why introduce anger of all emotions? Crippling dejection seems like a much better choice. Though of course, Cherish needs to keep it subtle due to Coil’s orders to kill her if anyone acts out of character.
Tattletale put a hand on my shoulder. I shut my mouth. She asked Cherish, “What do you want in exchange for your help? You want us to let you go?”
Honestly, I suspect either more, or the opposite. Cherish has reason to want to get away from the Nine. Her best options are to leave the city (which Coil could help with) or get protection.
Cherish laughed a little, and it reminded me of Alec’s own dry chuckle. “No. Definitely not. In exchange for the information about what the Imp is up to, you’re going to give me medical treatment, you’re going to keep me here, and you’re going to keep me safe.”
Thought so.
(I was leaning way more towards that than help leaving the city, for the record. The leaving option was an afterthought.)
Also, I notice that she hasn’t included the information about Grue in this line. She’s reserving her other bargaining chip for something else.