Spencer Hastings thinks you need a babysitter (worry) wrote in zombieslogs,
Spencer just stared up at Emily in a bit of shock. She didn't know why she was shocked. It seemed that everything she said to Emily, Emily never believed her. She didn't believe her that A was still around until A left Spencer a present. This was another present from A. Spencer understood that much. It had been left where she would find it.
"It's Toby's," Spencer said seriously, in a tone that left no room for argument although she suspected Emily would make room. "I know this jacket, Emily. This is the exact tag." She flipped the tag on the jacket up so that Emily could see it. "It even smells like Toby. Emily, this is Toby's jacket."
She forced her anger back into check. Emily didn't deserve to bear the brunt of it, she just happened to be here and connected to the subject matter. And it was in the girls nature to question each other. They had always been that way. Spencer questioned everything and Emily questioned Spencer. It was a series of checks and balances.
"You and I found each other here. Why is that? Because this is one of the last human holdouts in the country. We're it. This is it, Emily. There might be pockets of civilization out there but this is mecha. This is where we start over. This is where Toby would look for us."
She knew things would get complicated with Matt if Toby were to find her but she could deal with that later. Just seeing him, knowing he was alive would do so much for her morale. What was troubling was the blood on the coat.