Ellie stills for a moment, recognizing this type of talk.
Abby tells her things, sometimes. Stuff like this, just thoughts off the top of her head, like she can't always keep them in there. It's strange to have her doing it again, like they never missed a beat.
It's- welcome, too.
"It's not like they made it easy to do anything else," Ellie acknowledges. She'd killed plenty of Seraphites the last time she was in Seattle. They'd thought she was a Wolf. The Wolves thought she was a Scar.
"Seattle's the worst," she adds, because Abby of all people will fully understand. It's not an absolution. But somehow, she doesn't think that's what Abby's after, exactly.
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Abby tells her things, sometimes. Stuff like this, just thoughts off the top of her head, like she can't always keep them in there. It's strange to have her doing it again, like they never missed a beat.
It's- welcome, too.
"It's not like they made it easy to do anything else," Ellie acknowledges. She'd killed plenty of Seraphites the last time she was in Seattle. They'd thought she was a Wolf. The Wolves thought she was a Scar.
"Seattle's the worst," she adds, because Abby of all people will fully understand. It's not an absolution. But somehow, she doesn't think that's what Abby's after, exactly.