“But you’re more scared than pissed,” I said. She looked away.
“We should get going,” Trickster said, as Sundancer got in position behind him. We were all seated and ready to head to the rescue.
Yeah, let’s go.
Not before a couple more lines between Taylor and Amy, though.
“One second,” I told him. “Amy. Listen. It’s okay. I’ve thought of another way you can help, and it doesn’t put you in any danger.”
Oh?
“What is it?” She still didn’t meet my eyes.
“You’re going to cut loose with your power. I can feed you the raw materials, you do what you can. You know how my power works?”
Oh fuck. Amy-enhanced bugs.
“Pretty much.”
“Send the bugs my way when you’re done with them, then.”
fuck yes
“You’re a villain, you know. You’re asking me to betray the family I grew up with if I’m helping you.”
Eh. She’s only a villain in name.
Though the others are a different story, perhaps.
I stared at her. We were so similar in such different ways, but I couldn’t even begin to comprehend her train of thought.
Why were the people who clung so fiercely to the notions of right and wrong the very same individuals that had the worst grasp of what they meant?
Talking from experience, miss Black-and-White-morality-early-on?
Maybe I wasn’t one to talk.
You certainly weren’t, in the early days.
“I don’t think you’re one to talk about betraying family,” Tattletale spoke.
Lisa, shush. Don’t ruin this.
I could see all the color drain out of Amy’s face.
“Hey, Tattle,” I started.
“No. Sorry, Skitter, but it’s my turn to talk now. We’re short on time, and we really should leave now, but if we leave it like this, you’re going to be distracted.”
…fine.
I shut my mouth.
“Amy? I know what you did.”
Of course you do. You don’t need to say it like this, though.
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