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The venom in Tegan's voice was jarring—he had never talked to her like that. Anger swelled within her breast, and she glanced away abruptly as she felt hot tears in her eyes; she wouldn't forget this anytime soon. If it hadn't been for Finley, she would have given him hell.   

 Clover scowled when she was indicted—she hadn't blamed him for Bat's death. She had only accused him of giving in too quickly. "I didn't blame you for her death," Clover retorted, her voice firm as she blinked away her tears, "You know I never said that. I blamed you for giving up so quickly." She sighed, knowing that her explanation didn't matter; Clover wanted nothing more to do with him and his pathetic wallowing. 

She stepped away from the group, feeling her anger surge again. "I'm going to go and actually do something about this. I'm sorry for your loss, I am. But, your blubbering is doing nothing to help Bat. She could still be out there," she snapped, glaring pointedly at her brother. "If you need me, I'll be at the river west of the plateau. The help would be appreciated." Clover turned away from the group and ran away; she'd be at the isle if they needed her.