“I wasn’t abandoning you, you ungrateful wretch,” she said. “I was trying to save your life. What am I supposed to do if you get killed, eh?” “You can go back to your stupid life,” cried Inara. “But what about me? I have nothing to go back to. What am I supposed to do on my own?” “You’re not on your own,” said Skediceth, settling on her shoulder.
