The only person holding on. God, she's felt like that for a long time, for years and years now, exhausted and heavy-limbed.
"We were looking for the Fireflies," she says, starting before she can think twice about it, "And it took months to get a lead that didn't take us right to a dead end. I actually talked to a guy over a radio who knew my dad's name." Glimmer will understand the significance of that, all the hope and promise of community, and a safe place to go to. People to rejoin that might remember her. Abby's expression shutters. "But it was a trap. Or- bad timing, I don't know, but they were waiting for us when we tried to leave. Not the Fireflies, a group of slavers that ran the whole fucking area."
She irons her palms over her knees once. Twice, three times, nervous motions. It's still so fresh, close to the surface. Voice buckling, she blurts out, "If I knew we were in their territory I wouldn't have- I never would have put him in danger like that."
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"We were looking for the Fireflies," she says, starting before she can think twice about it, "And it took months to get a lead that didn't take us right to a dead end. I actually talked to a guy over a radio who knew my dad's name." Glimmer will understand the significance of that, all the hope and promise of community, and a safe place to go to. People to rejoin that might remember her. Abby's expression shutters. "But it was a trap. Or- bad timing, I don't know, but they were waiting for us when we tried to leave. Not the Fireflies, a group of slavers that ran the whole fucking area."
She irons her palms over her knees once. Twice, three times, nervous motions. It's still so fresh, close to the surface. Voice buckling, she blurts out, "If I knew we were in their territory I wouldn't have- I never would have put him in danger like that."