Closed starter for @devilshades
Sara and Matt had taken the time to recover, to revel in being together again, to breathe. But now they had to sit down and hash things out, so with a giant cup of coffee in hand, she dropped down on the couch and got right to the point. “All right, cards on the table. Since I’m staying, we have to figure out what we’re going to do if the bloodlust rears its head again. I’ve got to find a place to stay.” Or, places, rather. She would set up safehouses throughout the city again - squat in abandoned buildings with good views, just as she had before. “...And the longer I’m here, the bigger the possibility that the fact that Sara Lance is technically, legally dead will come up. Your turn.” In an attempt to ignore her own thoughts, her fears that he would change his mind and choose to have limited contact with her, she took a drink of her coffee and waited for him to reply.












