Re: Quicklog: Witch Sibs
[For a second, she'd thought Billy had meant that he'd someone about them and what they'd done to that man. But that wasn't the case, and Destiny wasn't sure that the truth wasn't just as bad. Her mouth opened, then closed, teeth like a click of disapproval. She leaned forward and tugged the bottle out of Billy's hand, although it was more as a means of getting her own drink on than a means of punishing him.]
What about you. [Eyebrows up, clearly wanting to know how bad this confession had been. Did this friend know Billy's profession or his nature? She passed the bottle back with just a little bit of gossip eagerness, or maybe it was eyes wide need-to-know.]