Shit. Was it that obvious? Abner rubbed his cheek, suddenly self-conscious.
“They didn’t talk much about him,” he said. “Not to me at least. I did hear one of the scientists say they’d need to find a replacement soon.” It wouldn’t be hard—DePleur was ruthless, but he was far from the worst Abner had seen. Or experienced.
Indicating his face again, he added, “They didn’t blame me. They know I couldn’t have done it alone. But I’m not supposed to hurt my superiors. I deserved this. Worse, probably. You know the saying—good dogs don’t bite their owners, right?”
With that, Abner turned his attention to the food, devouring the pear—core included—before cautiously reaching for the mirelurk cakes. Nobody had stopped him yet, so he might as well take advantage of the meals while he could.
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“They didn’t talk much about him,” he said. “Not to me at least. I did hear one of the scientists say they’d need to find a replacement soon.” It wouldn’t be hard—DePleur was ruthless, but he was far from the worst Abner had seen. Or experienced.
Indicating his face again, he added, “They didn’t blame me. They know I couldn’t have done it alone. But I’m not supposed to hurt my superiors. I deserved this. Worse, probably. You know the saying—good dogs don’t bite their owners, right?”
With that, Abner turned his attention to the food, devouring the pear—core included—before cautiously reaching for the mirelurk cakes. Nobody had stopped him yet, so he might as well take advantage of the meals while he could.