It takes Vaggie a huge deal of self-control not to frown at Charlie's words. She can tell that her girlfriend doesn't truly mean them, that this is not okay, and honestly? She can do nothing but agreeing with that sentiment. The situation between them is all the kind of wrongs, and it needs to be set straight.
She owes the princess that much.
Still, she can't help tensing when Charlie admits that she has something she wants to discuss too. That doesn't sound good, especially since she has an inkling of what that might be about. Now that the battle is over and that the Hotel is rebuilt, there's only so long they can ignore the huge winged elephant in the room.
"I...Are you sure you want me to go first? Because I have no idea of where to start from," she admits, after a few moments of hesitation. "I mean, I guess that I should start from the beginning, but...the real beginning is...ages ago."
She's not making sense, is she?
"Okay, so...Adam, he's...not dead? Or well, he did die, but now he's...down here. With us. I'm not sure if that makes him a demon, or a fallen angel, but...the line is very thin there? I mean, I don't even know what I am anymore, so..."
Great, now she's rambling. For fuck's sake, she needs to get herself together.
"Anyway, what matters is that he's...around, and I've known for a while. I and Alastor have. I told him because I needed his help with...this thing and we're dealing with it." A pause. "No, scratch that, I am dealing with it, he's just driving me fucking crazy. We were supposed to work together, but instead he's off doing...whatever with Vox and I can't..."
Ooookay, now she's throwing out too much at the same time. Vaggie forcefully stops herself and takes a deep breath in.
"Sorry, it's just...a lot. The real starting point is that I've been hanging with him. With Adam, I mean. You know how I'm always texting? I'm texting him. I know this sound like it came out of nowhere, but...it didn't. We have...history. Lots of it, from when I was...you know."