She can't help it, it's like an automatic reaction, pressing her lips together to avoid grimacing at the thought of Artie hanging out with another rider. It's not fair. He should have someone taking special care of him, making sure he's getting snacks and attention, because Clarisse sure as shit isn't doing it herself. But it still hurts. The idea of it alone hurts.
"Do whatever you want." It probably makes things awkward, but she can't stop herself. In a wild attempt to change the subject, she says, "What was up with that voice I heard? You were all the way across the eyrie."
She knows it's gotta be some weird telepathy thing, but she needs to hear Ness admit it out loud.
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She can't help it, it's like an automatic reaction, pressing her lips together to avoid grimacing at the thought of Artie hanging out with another rider. It's not fair. He should have someone taking special care of him, making sure he's getting snacks and attention, because Clarisse sure as shit isn't doing it herself. But it still hurts. The idea of it alone hurts.
"Do whatever you want." It probably makes things awkward, but she can't stop herself. In a wild attempt to change the subject, she says, "What was up with that voice I heard? You were all the way across the eyrie."
She knows it's gotta be some weird telepathy thing, but she needs to hear Ness admit it out loud.