For as upset as Kaine happened to be with her friend over particular matters that predated Roland, Cuthbert, and really all of Gilead, she knew when to shut her mouth. Those things felt private, reserved, away from the rest of the world. If ka tried to insist that Kaine share those intimate matters then ka could fuck off because ducks.
"And I feel warm." She should, considering that her face and neck had graduated into a full, almost-strawberry red . "Possibly I should ... Not drink anymore."
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For as upset as Kaine happened to be with her friend over particular matters that predated Roland, Cuthbert, and really all of Gilead, she knew when to shut her mouth. Those things felt private, reserved, away from the rest of the world. If ka tried to insist that Kaine share those intimate matters then ka could fuck off because ducks.
"And I feel warm." She should, considering that her face and neck had graduated into a full, almost-strawberry red . "Possibly I should ... Not drink anymore."
Said while she tipped the cup past her lips.