"Right. Listen, whatever the me in this mal-no. Whatever I've done to you...I apologize. I haven't been myself lately. And what with this little bugger." I say, gently rocking Gideon.
Ask her already.
But what if we don't return? There's no need.
Well in that case, we have her as insurance in case something goes wrong!
Man up, Salt. You can do this.
You.
Can.
Do.
This.
I cannot bring myself to ask without sounding like a stuttering moron.
"S-S-Sis, w-w-would y-y-fuck it, this was a stupid idea anyway."