[But that's under her breath, irritated but not surprised. Rosalind comes to a halt, crossing her arms over her chest. She's no fear of him, and maybe she should. Maybe she's being too cocky, but she still hasn't lost that confidence that only comes from being immortal.
Perhaps she ought to soon.]
Let them come. We can show them the amazing disappearing duo-- I can teleport you too. And frankly, Bigby, I'd rather stitch you up in my apartment than in some filthy alley.
[Which assumes she's staying near him. Which assumes he's going to let her treat him at all. And which assumes that he's a lot less durable than he, in fact, is, but that's what you get for not telling the truth.]
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[But that's under her breath, irritated but not surprised. Rosalind comes to a halt, crossing her arms over her chest. She's no fear of him, and maybe she should. Maybe she's being too cocky, but she still hasn't lost that confidence that only comes from being immortal.
Perhaps she ought to soon.]
Let them come. We can show them the amazing disappearing duo-- I can teleport you too. And frankly, Bigby, I'd rather stitch you up in my apartment than in some filthy alley.
[Which assumes she's staying near him. Which assumes he's going to let her treat him at all. And which assumes that he's a lot less durable than he, in fact, is, but that's what you get for not telling the truth.]