"Fuck that," Eleanor snorts. "Very noble and all, but I've got this. Just hang back and watch my ass."
And, before he has a chance to protest, she breaks cover. Hopefully Jamie doesn't take her instruction literally. Given how said ass moves when she marches out, it could be distracting.
"Oy!" she shouts as she approaches the gravedigger.
Ethan looks up from his work, his shovel halfway into a load of dirt, and stares at Eleanor in amazement.
"Yeah, that's right, buddy. Your piddling little cell couldn't hold us." Close enough now, she stops, her gun pointing steadily at him. "Now what's the fucking deal here? You in league with the trees or are you just opportunistic mass murderers?"
So much for that not being a high priority issue for her.
"C'mon. We're all ears. You might as well get it off your chest while you still have one."
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And, before he has a chance to protest, she breaks cover. Hopefully Jamie doesn't take her instruction literally. Given how said ass moves when she marches out, it could be distracting.
"Oy!" she shouts as she approaches the gravedigger.
Ethan looks up from his work, his shovel halfway into a load of dirt, and stares at Eleanor in amazement.
"Yeah, that's right, buddy. Your piddling little cell couldn't hold us." Close enough now, she stops, her gun pointing steadily at him. "Now what's the fucking deal here? You in league with the trees or are you just opportunistic mass murderers?"
So much for that not being a high priority issue for her.
"C'mon. We're all ears. You might as well get it off your chest while you still have one."