Abe woke to find himself in Ðorde's room, both Val and him sitting at a table, their conversation was a blur to Abe at first, but his hearing cleared up quickly. He sat up, his head pounding from the punch and the alcohol. Ðorde looked at him, grin spread across his face.
"Aaah, Abraham, you are awake. Excellent news.". Abe stared at him, rubbing his head. "Alright, give me a recap, Doc and Doctor spooky. What's goin' on?"
Val stood up, smirk across her face. "Well, you for one, decided to challenge a brute of a man because you let your feelings get the better of you- and ultimately paid for it. A.K.A, Hyde knocked you out for being a jerk." She walked over to him, patting him hard on the back. Abe grunted, edging away from her.
"Well, whatever, the guy had it coming to him."
"Hm, even so, you must consider that Mr. Hyde is quite the brute, Abraham. He does not fear much." The pale Lazarus man stated.
"Val." Abe said. "You better start talkin', tell me everything you know. You're a spy right? You got a load'a intel on people- give me specifics. Now." Abe demanded. Val stared at him, before rolling her eyes and sighing.
"Whatever, you're not gonna like this." She sat down at the table, nodding at Laz, he left the room. Abe sat down at the table with her. Val began to explain what he wanted to know. She fed him nothing but lies that fuelled his jealousy and anger. Abe's face turned sour and cold, his eyes empty of emotion. He believed her.
What he'd heard, he didn't like. And he was going to do something about it.