Oh god. Oh.
“We’re gonna bring The Ball back” “I prefer Riz, Fabian.”
Oh man. I feel so bad for Sklonda. Her son is missing, and his friends return saying that they fought some mangled illusion thing of him that snapped its limbs and attempted to rip out Fabian’s eye. She just found out that the robbery she investigated was caused by another one of her son’s friends and in an attempt to be positive after such a solemn conversation (talking about your late husband and his partner, even if it was moreso about the photo being weird visually) one of his friends, that you’re unaware of being the closest to him, uses a nickname that feels extremely degrading in nature and very similar to the nicknames he used to be bullied with.
That’s so hard, and she’s already had to deal with so much. Getting her son through jail, sneaking him out of a crime scene, watching him finish off a dragon. Hell, even without Riz she’s been getting loads of work piled on her plate, mocked for her race (specifically Adaine’s parents come to mind), and the only times she’s really shown excitement was the moments that she was eating Kalvaxus with Riz and telling that one cop off.
All I’m saying is Sklonda deserves to slap a bitch and go feral every so often.
