Stubborn to her core, Abigail lifts her chin and gives Raph a withering look, feet planted in the soft dirt by their door. She won't desert Thomas, and the message couldn't be more obvious: It's time you cleared out for a while.
"You've got some thinkin' to do. Best get started somewhere you won't be distracted. When you can understand why I'm unhappy without shoutin' at me about how I should be done bein' angry about it, and say you're sorry without actin' all frustrated, you know I'll have an ale waitin'."
There. That's as much of a concession as he's going to get right now.
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Stubborn to her core, Abigail lifts her chin and gives Raph a withering look, feet planted in the soft dirt by their door. She won't desert Thomas, and the message couldn't be more obvious: It's time you cleared out for a while.
"You've got some thinkin' to do. Best get started somewhere you won't be distracted. When you can understand why I'm unhappy without shoutin' at me about how I should be done bein' angry about it, and say you're sorry without actin' all frustrated, you know I'll have an ale waitin'."
There. That's as much of a concession as he's going to get right now.