... What the fuck. Is that what the foot thing was really about?

[ he doesn't like this. Bigby knows he can't protect Elizabeth with how the experiment has been explained to him. not forever. but with the monitors... ugh. his brows furrow and he rubs at the lines on his forehead with his good arm. ]

Alright. Let's say I think this is even close to a good idea, and not something that will get both me and her fucked over. How do you plan on getting the monitor on her?