Stavanger Bay move along, move along

Fair? she repeated faintly, still staring at Sobeille. You’re asking me where I’ve been and I’m asking you whether you carried out your plan to murder your children. That hung between them for a beat before Pie added, Don’t forget that you attacked me for wanting to protect them.

She wished she could inject more heat into the words, yet Treepie just didn’t possess the energy. And her stomach soured, preparing a second revolt. Was it the rotten seafood making her gorge rise, or seeing Sobeille again? She licked her lips, fighting back against the bile creeping up her throat.

Speaking of forgetting, she forced out through clenched teeth, you hit my head so hard, it took me months to recover.