Tattletale turned her head, “Hey, Amy, listen. Can I ask you a quest-”
Not now, Lisa.
Also, maybe not you. You’re the one here Amy likes the very least.
“Don’t,” Amy snapped, shifting gears from self-pity to fury in a heartbeat. “Don’t talk to me. Don’t even look at me, you bitch.”
Yeah, this is not a surprising reaction.
“This is important.”
“What part of what I just said did you not understand!?”
“You’d think we didn’t just save your life,” Trickster said, folding his arms.
I mean, true. I’d be pointing that out myself if she were snapping like this at anyone other than Tattletale.
“You did it to delay Siberian. Or so she said,” Amy replied, glancing at Tattletale.
I mean, that was one of the reasons. Another one of them was “save Amy”.