"Are you saying she loves me?
Because I've never picked up on that from her."
With the tone the ritualist had set, my sudden words had both female eyes moving to me.
They blinked in near unison, and I blinked back in innocence.
The ritualist went silent, while Ninja Momma had some words for me.
"If I loved you, you would have known a long time ago."
"I doubt that."
Not considering our conversation vital, Isolde turned from me back to her object of interest, a determined gaze on her face.
"Where are we?"
If you took a step and looked at things without bias, Ninja Momma had actually succeeded in getting information out of the tight-lipped woman.
I mean, her warning us of our current location was information in itself.
"You'll find out soon enough." Isolde surprisingly received another reply.
"Don't be a bitch. The three of us are quite capable. If we work together, we can get out of here."
"Hmm, why are you generalizing your helplessness?"
