She shrugs, and buries herself in coffee to think about it. She'd never been the plotter, at least not in the way her friends had been. And she'd had nothing to lose except her life, which at one time had seemed too short to be worth hiding anything, or holding back, even if it was most untroll-like to be so openly friendly. At no point had she ever been concerned with keeping her name from any of her actions. Later on, maybe, knowing how trolls were. And she could think of plenty of reasons to keep quiet anything bad she'd ever done.
"The best kept secret is the one that nobody but you knows," she offers finally. "It, mm, gives you power over other people? I'm starting to run out of ideas. Except for the crappy ones. Though I guess that is one of the crappy ones. But they only get crappier from there." This is so not her department. "You're sure they're trying to help?"
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She shrugs, and buries herself in coffee to think about it. She'd never been the plotter, at least not in the way her friends had been. And she'd had nothing to lose except her life, which at one time had seemed too short to be worth hiding anything, or holding back, even if it was most untroll-like to be so openly friendly. At no point had she ever been concerned with keeping her name from any of her actions. Later on, maybe, knowing how trolls were. And she could think of plenty of reasons to keep quiet anything bad she'd ever done.
"The best kept secret is the one that nobody but you knows," she offers finally. "It, mm, gives you power over other people? I'm starting to run out of ideas. Except for the crappy ones. Though I guess that is one of the crappy ones. But they only get crappier from there." This is so not her department. "You're sure they're trying to help?"