[The image on the TV is unnerving, and Evie glances around to make sure none of the passers-by are looking at them too closely, or noticed Nico's trick with the Staff. Fortunately, the other pedestrians seem as enamored with their phones as Evie herself was only a week ago, before the meeting at Alex's. She nods at the Staff.]
I am still not used to that.
[Out of all of them, Evie feels most comfortable around Nico. She gets the Wicca and goth, even if it isn't exactly her style. It's far closer to her own worldview than Gert or Chase or Alex. The only other person she might have felt safe with is Molly, but there was no way Gert would split up with her sister.
No, they aren't. But, it's hard to get anywhere when you don't know what to look for. Evie pulls out her mother's mirror, stolen from her purse between leaving the crazy murder cathedral and pretending to chill in one of the outbuildings at the Wilders'. She has to be specific when asking it questions, she's learned. But if she can phrase things in just the right way, the mirror will show her anything she wants. It's helped them find safe places to crash for the night, as well as food. And it found them one of those donation bins for clothes that happened to have things they could wear without feeling like they were trading their clothing for costumes.]
Show me where my mother is right now.
[An image of the tall, regal woman on the city council whom everyone calls "the evil queen" behind her back appears in the mirror. She's in her office at city hall, looking up at a pair of people whose shoulders Evie can just see in the corners of the image, as if the 'camera' were between them to focus on her mom.]
We could always try looking through things at my mom's place. We found the Staff at yours. Maybe there's more there we can find. We know she wouldn't leave anything incriminating at work.
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I am still not used to that.
[Out of all of them, Evie feels most comfortable around Nico. She gets the Wicca and goth, even if it isn't exactly her style. It's far closer to her own worldview than Gert or Chase or Alex. The only other person she might have felt safe with is Molly, but there was no way Gert would split up with her sister.
No, they aren't. But, it's hard to get anywhere when you don't know what to look for. Evie pulls out her mother's mirror, stolen from her purse between leaving the crazy murder cathedral and pretending to chill in one of the outbuildings at the Wilders'. She has to be specific when asking it questions, she's learned. But if she can phrase things in just the right way, the mirror will show her anything she wants. It's helped them find safe places to crash for the night, as well as food. And it found them one of those donation bins for clothes that happened to have things they could wear without feeling like they were trading their clothing for costumes.]
Show me where my mother is right now.
[An image of the tall, regal woman on the city council whom everyone calls "the evil queen" behind her back appears in the mirror. She's in her office at city hall, looking up at a pair of people whose shoulders Evie can just see in the corners of the image, as if the 'camera' were between them to focus on her mom.]
We could always try looking through things at my mom's place. We found the Staff at yours. Maybe there's more there we can find. We know she wouldn't leave anything incriminating at work.