Her smile is brittle, but Annie forces confidence into her voice. She's always had the bad tendency to carry the weight of the world on her shoulders and she's not about to stop now when it's most important. After all, she's the supe here. And while Annie's never thought that makes her 'better', she does think it means that it's her responsibility to keep it together.
She's certainly not going to intentionally alarm Hughie.
Especially with the news that Homelander's here. Annie can hope maybe the other supe will be too busy with the odds and ends of Hell to bother either one of them, but she's not banking on it.
"I'm okay, Hughie. Really.” She loops her arm through his in a way that’s meant to be reassuring. Oh, she’ll definitely end up breaking down at some point, it’ll just take longer than a single day here. “After all, how much worse than Stan Edgar can Satan possibly be.”
Though even she thinks that falls a little so Annie continues quickly follows it with: “But I do need another cider. Someone bumped into me and it got everywhere.
The sweetest!
She's certainly not going to intentionally alarm Hughie.
Especially with the news that Homelander's here. Annie can hope maybe the other supe will be too busy with the odds and ends of Hell to bother either one of them, but she's not banking on it.
"I'm okay, Hughie. Really.” She loops her arm through his in a way that’s meant to be reassuring. Oh, she’ll definitely end up breaking down at some point, it’ll just take longer than a single day here. “After all, how much worse than Stan Edgar can Satan possibly be.”
Though even she thinks that falls a little so Annie continues quickly follows it with: “But I do need another cider. Someone bumped into me and it got everywhere.