She'll take him up on that and gladly, once they're out of the woods. Or, rather, out of the Chantry? since they have to exit the same way that they came in. At least they can be as noisy about it as they like now that they're on the way out, blatantly leaving the place with bags clinking from all the stolen shit inside of them, and Abby bitterly exclaiming, "Fasta vass–" amongst a litany of other things, all equally as rude as the last (and all very truthful, because she nearly loses her balance on her way out of the window).
Abby is in a good mood. It's from a combination of relief that Fenris didn't push her for information, and genuinely enjoying herself. There's something enjoyably mischievous about this stupid mission, and yelling swear words in a different language as they leave the scene of the crime.
(She drops a fork on the way outta there, but she bent it solidly in half, first.)
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She'll take him up on that and gladly, once they're out of the woods. Or, rather, out of the Chantry? since they have to exit the same way that they came in. At least they can be as noisy about it as they like now that they're on the way out, blatantly leaving the place with bags clinking from all the stolen shit inside of them, and Abby bitterly exclaiming, "Fasta vass–" amongst a litany of other things, all equally as rude as the last (and all very truthful, because she nearly loses her balance on her way out of the window).
Abby is in a good mood. It's from a combination of relief that Fenris didn't push her for information, and genuinely enjoying herself. There's something enjoyably mischievous about this stupid mission, and yelling swear words in a different language as they leave the scene of the crime.
(She drops a fork on the way outta there, but she bent it solidly in half, first.)