"I know someone is going to kill me because someone told me so," Trinket said matter-of-factly. "And someone told me that if I don't want to die, I have to kill them first. So I need to practice so I'm ready for that. That's how you win the game."
"Why would someone follow you for days?" Trinket asked, tilting her head to the side. "That doesn't sound like a very fun game. Following people is boring."
She held her doll against her chest, thinking it over. She studied the woman in front of her, her dark, glassy eyes boring into Freya's. She was an interesting person. Trinket liked interesting people. But she didn't think she would follow Freya for days and days. That would be boring.
Finally, she asked, "Was he trying to kill you? If he was trying to kill you, and you killed him first, that means you won the game."
"Why would someone follow you for days?" Trinket asked, tilting her head to the side. "That doesn't sound like a very fun game. Following people is boring."
She held her doll against her chest, thinking it over. She studied the woman in front of her, her dark, glassy eyes boring into Freya's. She was an interesting person. Trinket liked interesting people. But she didn't think she would follow Freya for days and days. That would be boring.
Finally, she asked, "Was he trying to kill you? If he was trying to kill you, and you killed him first, that means you won the game."
