Emerie: WHAT'S YOUR TYPE?
Gwyn: Anything, honestly, but sweet lil’ nerdy princess gardeners especially.
Nesta, desperately, as Gwyn bleeds out: YOUR BLOOD TYPE!
Gwyn: Oh! B positive.
Elain: DON’T TRY TO CHEER ME UP INTO NOT WORRYING, JUST TELL ME YOUR BLOOD TYPE!
Emerie: Actually I think she was flirting… but yes, besides the point.
















