"Already planning on it." There's no reality in which she'd stay behind while other people go off to fight for her freedom, fuck that. Of course she's going to Cumberland. She watches Flint carefully, eyes on his every movement, and the letter he produces is- well. A surprise, honestly.
This meeting is not taking place inside the realm of truth or soup and yet, Abby still says, "You want me to deliver your mail?"
She isn't offended, or complaining about it, don't get it wrong! Just confused.
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"Already planning on it." There's no reality in which she'd stay behind while other people go off to fight for her freedom, fuck that. Of course she's going to Cumberland. She watches Flint carefully, eyes on his every movement, and the letter he produces is- well. A surprise, honestly.
This meeting is not taking place inside the realm of truth or soup and yet, Abby still says, "You want me to deliver your mail?"
She isn't offended, or complaining about it, don't get it wrong! Just confused.