(she'd guessed that ellie had astarion in her pocket but she didn't know how deep in there he truly was. having it confirmed like this is– nasty. it's unfair, and made even worse because abby knows that if she opened her mouth and let every single ugly detail spill out of it, he would let her say her piece. maybe he would understand it. all that joel took from her, and ellie, finishing off the job in his stead. abby holds all of it for a long, deliberating moment, right on the flat of her tongue, and–
swallows. she isn't going to use her dead as some kind of sick gotcha.
that's the difference between her, and ellie.)
Fine. (her voice breaks over the word. it's absolutely infuriating to be blackmailed into something she was already planning on doing– and she can't even call his bluff, ask him if he really thinks they'd believe him over her. of course they would. she's newer, younger, and she has barely any footing in riftwatch. he's the only person who saw her injured.
after a soft hiss of breath she adds,) If you stay the fuck away from me.
no subject
swallows. she isn't going to use her dead as some kind of sick gotcha.
that's the difference between her, and ellie.)
Fine. (her voice breaks over the word. it's absolutely infuriating to be blackmailed into something she was already planning on doing– and she can't even call his bluff, ask him if he really thinks they'd believe him over her. of course they would. she's newer, younger, and she has barely any footing in riftwatch. he's the only person who saw her injured.
after a soft hiss of breath she adds,) If you stay the fuck away from me.