If she could, I don't know what she was fucking around with the last crash. We spent a year there. Some people spent the whole time in prison. Being tortured.
And that time was an accident, not someone hunting us down.
[Which is not a reference she expects Misty to get at all.]
I was present when Dinah predicted the end of the world. Two years, 19 out of 20 chance. This is kind of how I felt that night. Waiting. Like I'd just be waiting until the end.
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[She perches on the edge of a counter, nibbling her cookie.]
You made these?
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I've done a few batches. I'm usually not much of a baker, but, well, anything to keep the mind distracted, right?
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[Taylor shakes her head a bit, exhaling.]
Thanks for offering the cookies. I was thinking of not coming in today.
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[Misty tilts her head.]
Why? Are you missing Rags?
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A lot. He's- my brother. Closer than that, maybe.
I'm glad he's safe, though.
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Depends how the latest bullshit shakes out.
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[That's not Misty's worst-case scenario, but she suspects it could be for plenty of others.]
If that happens, Iris could take you; have you met Iris?
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If she could, I don't know what she was fucking around with the last crash. We spent a year there. Some people spent the whole time in prison. Being tortured.
And that time was an accident, not someone hunting us down.
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[Misty admits, twisting her fingers together.]
I'm just trying to make you feel better.
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Thanks for the try. I'm-
I just feel like we're all waiting for a bomb to go off.
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Not a bomb. A bomb is... fightable. You can make a plan for how to deal with a bomb.
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You can cut the toes off a bomb.
[Which is not a reference she expects Misty to get at all.]
I was present when Dinah predicted the end of the world. Two years, 19 out of 20 chance. This is kind of how I felt that night. Waiting. Like I'd just be waiting until the end.
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