“What’s not fair is that I’m the one who’s tried to keep things sensible, to keep this group sane, and when push comes to shove, when I go with the majority because things won’t go smoothly if I don’t, I’m the one who gets captured and tortured.  Your plan!”

And there it is. He just blamed her for him getting captured.

*pinches brow* Damn it, Brian.

“Don’t.”

“Are you going to tell me I’m wrong?”

“It- it wasn’t fair.  You’re right.  But I don’t deserve all of the blame here.  I volunteered to be the person Trickster swapped out.”

Taylor is actually taking this better than I was expecting.

But somehow I don’t think “I was going to be the one recklessly thrown into the lion’s den” is going to appease Brian.

“Knowing there was no way you could, with your injury.  So you let me.”

No, Brian. She’s not that manipulative.

He stared at me with an intensity that I couldn’t meet.  I broke eye contact, looking down at my gloved hands, which were clutched together in my lap, fingers tangled.  “Tell me, Taylor.  If you don’t deserve blame, who does?”

Fuck off.

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