[ Scott would look for her, too. He'd talk to people, charm them the way he's always been able to, break into whatever he could to find her. He'd understand the riddles. Any where brains failed, he'd use his knife. But she doesn't know if he's alive or dead, and thinking about him hurts just a little too much. ]
thank you
[ For trying. For contacting her at all. For telling her. ]
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thank you
[ For trying. For contacting her at all. For telling her. ]