Broken things made the best weapons sometimes. If they had a proper bomb on the ground, it would've made things difficult yet perhaps easier with the Grounders. But Raven had heard of what had happened at Tondc, and though she believed she could make something as horribly destructive as that missile, she was glad all they had was some chemicals from the fallen dropship and her brain.
Making a homemade weapon had to be more dangerous, but Raven preferred to use her own hands and her own mind to create something that could potentially hurt a lot of people. She felt she understood the consequences just a little better that way.
Content to let him slip out the door and be a nuisance anywhere, Jess had to ruin it in his typical Jess Brightwell way: he had to say something weird.
Turning to look at him, her brows pulled together. "What's catnip?"
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Broken things made the best weapons sometimes. If they had a proper bomb on the ground, it would've made things difficult yet perhaps easier with the Grounders. But Raven had heard of what had happened at Tondc, and though she believed she could make something as horribly destructive as that missile, she was glad all they had was some chemicals from the fallen dropship and her brain.
Making a homemade weapon had to be more dangerous, but Raven preferred to use her own hands and her own mind to create something that could potentially hurt a lot of people. She felt she understood the consequences just a little better that way.
Content to let him slip out the door and be a nuisance anywhere, Jess had to ruin it in his typical Jess Brightwell way: he had to say something weird.
Turning to look at him, her brows pulled together. "What's catnip?"