#06 | Debate
"Hey, listen, I'm not the one who stabbed him, remember?" Lydia said, pacing around the small area of their jail.
"Well... I just wanted a twist you weren't expecting." Scarlett replied. "And could you stop pacing, you're making me nervous.
Lydia stopped and glared at her friend.
"If we hadn't been bickering about our stories in the first place during a game of capture the flag, we wouldn't have gotten caught!" Lydia snapped.
Scarlett merely rolled her eyes.
"Still, I think it's completely unfair that you won't let me harm him but then you turn around and harm him yourself." Scarlett griped.
"Oh, come on, it's just a broken rib. I honestly think that it's less painful than a broken arm, thank you." Lydia responded.
"I disagree—"
"Of course you do." Lydia muttered.
Scarlett continued, ignoring her friend, "I think that a broken arm is much better than a broken rib."
One of the guards, from the Hephaestus cabin, suddenly turned toward them.
"Actually," He started. "I've broken both. And they're both equally painful."
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