[It said something about these alien impulses of theirs, that the moment Kaede glanced aside, something whispered, strike now.]
[But it was just an inkling; a little intrusive thought, annoying as a gnat. Fang stood, stiffly, brushing the plastered hair out of her face again. How the hell did they get to this point?]
[You did that.]
[Right. An apology loaded itself on the tip of her tongue, but—for what? For Fang's decision? For the lack of foresight in telling Kaede? For fighting back? For not stopping her?]
[The Turnskin spared a lingering look at the other drenched Monster, both too close and too far. No. An apology, right now, would just be another unwanted blow for both of them. Thunder grumbled again, and Fang gingerly lifted a hand to her face to feel around her eye. Kaede still hadn't moved, nor spoke, so...]
[Fang wasn't sure if it was a show of trust in showing her back as she walked off, back towards the Coven, or a declaration of finality. There was no point in this.]
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[But it was just an inkling; a little intrusive thought, annoying as a gnat. Fang stood, stiffly, brushing the plastered hair out of her face again. How the hell did they get to this point?]
[You did that.]
[Right. An apology loaded itself on the tip of her tongue, but—for what? For Fang's decision? For the lack of foresight in telling Kaede? For fighting back? For not stopping her?]
[The Turnskin spared a lingering look at the other drenched Monster, both too close and too far. No. An apology, right now, would just be another unwanted blow for both of them. Thunder grumbled again, and Fang gingerly lifted a hand to her face to feel around her eye. Kaede still hadn't moved, nor spoke, so...]
[Fang wasn't sure if it was a show of trust in showing her back as she walked off, back towards the Coven, or a declaration of finality. There was no point in this.]