Blackwater Islands Another drink down the drain

lmk if I'm not okay to skip and I can delete, felt like it made sense for her to respond here <3 if you don't mind a slight shift in order

Nyra wouldn't have dissuaded Bridget from getting answers by force if need be. Her growl lowered slightly in pitch, actually, at the perceived threat. If they were trying to gain her trust and play this off as a kindness, they were doing a real shit job of it.

Rather than scare her off, the challenge only made her angrier.

Fortunately (for Bridget, probably) The Listener chose that tense moment to sweep in. Of all of them, her explanation made the most sense. If it had come first she would have dropped it without another thought... but Morgana had outright lied and Nyra was playing defense. Her back was up. Something wasn't right here.

If they pull anything like this again, I'm out.. She didn't care if she would have to float her way back to the mainland.

She'd keep a close eye out from here on out, but it was clear this was the only answer she was going to get. Her gaze flicked from Morgana to Nyra, narrowed, before landing on The Listener. The taste of blood was what did it... clearly something had happened. Are they alright?

She wasn't about to accept the full blame for something she had a sense wasn't entirely her fault, but if someone had gotten hurt, then that was a problem. It was believable... if she'd somehow gotten drugged, then felt cornered, she was absolutely capable of what they said she had done.