"Not this," she answers, reaching for the knife, setting it beside her. She frowns, but she's all sharp edges these days, doesn't know how not to cut someone who gets in too close to her anymore.
"Shaw. Root. If one of them wants to talk to me, why are they going to you? If something needs to be resolved, why do I need to go through you to talk to them?" She shakes her head. "I can talk. She fucking jumped me, right out of the flood."
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Date: 2023-12-21 03:41 am (UTC)From:"Shaw. Root. If one of them wants to talk to me, why are they going to you? If something needs to be resolved, why do I need to go through you to talk to them?" She shakes her head. "I can talk. She fucking jumped me, right out of the flood."