Then you should not pry into matters you don’t wish to hear about, [he snaps.
She had not been asking about whom he took to his bedroom. She had not been asking whom he had attacked and bitten like a beast. She had not asked whom he’d had to tell out of necessity, who had simply guessed, and who had found out by accident. She had not been asking about anything specific — except for information about a part of his life that she did not understand, and was only asking about now out of outrage and disgust.]
Are we not at war? Should I be hobbling myself for propriety’s sake while I wear this week-old suit [— It’s not even made to be worn outdoors like this! Ridiculous! —] and pretend we’re not all fighting tooth and nail to claw out a Meridian victory?
[Blood had healed him after Gen had sicced Set on him like a hunting hound on a rabbit. Blood had given him the strength to make it out of that damn anthill no matter how many of those insects he’d needed to get past. Blood helped him remain a proper threat despite needing to preserve his ever-dwindling supply of crossbow bolts. It is idiotic to shrink from such things now — especially so while her arm is still dislocated.]
If I’d had my way, almost every single person on that list you demanded would have remained ignorant forever.
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She had not been asking about whom he took to his bedroom. She had not been asking whom he had attacked and bitten like a beast. She had not asked whom he’d had to tell out of necessity, who had simply guessed, and who had found out by accident. She had not been asking about anything specific — except for information about a part of his life that she did not understand, and was only asking about now out of outrage and disgust.]
Are we not at war? Should I be hobbling myself for propriety’s sake while I wear this week-old suit [— It’s not even made to be worn outdoors like this! Ridiculous! —] and pretend we’re not all fighting tooth and nail to claw out a Meridian victory?
[Blood had healed him after Gen had sicced Set on him like a hunting hound on a rabbit. Blood had given him the strength to make it out of that damn anthill no matter how many of those insects he’d needed to get past. Blood helped him remain a proper threat despite needing to preserve his ever-dwindling supply of crossbow bolts. It is idiotic to shrink from such things now — especially so while her arm is still dislocated.]
If I’d had my way, almost every single person on that list you demanded would have remained ignorant forever.