Oct 4, 2024
I glanced at Tattletale. “Don’t look at me,” she said. “I’m here to collect information, because it’s warm, and we needed another place to go while March is hunting us. You have some of my mercenaries. You can ask me one favor. I may refuse it. But I’m not getting involved personally. I need to conserve strength.” “You can be-” Foil started. Parian pulled her back down to her seat. “I can be such a bitch sometimes?” Tattletale asked. “At least I’m upfront about it.”
being lisa is suffering
