"When and how are you planning on giving him this poison?" Jessie could picture the beginnings of a plan there, but she couldn't imagine how her sister would accomplish it. Not without magic, not without an escape plan, not without help. She knew well enough that telling Ronnie she was going to help would get them no where except another fight. And it didn't seem like the right time for a fight.
"Explain this plan to me. I want to know if I have to start planning a letter home to mum and dad explaining how they lost another kid." Yeah, there was a tiny bit of a guilt trip laced in the words. Ronnie barely got along with their parents anymore, she didn't get along with anyone, but they were still their parents.