A moment, torn between guilt and relief. "I hate that he's gone, but. I'm glad that it was his choice, in the end. I'm glad that it happened under his own agency." Agency was something that he'd had very little of, even before everything got ugly. His absence was gutting, but at least he'd gotten that little sliver of free will, in the end.
"...Am I really worth it?" The question is genuine, and she stares at him intently as she asks. "No one else seems to think so. I don't blame them. I'm no use to anyone, any more." And use is directly correlated to how much someone will care about you. She'd always been sure to be useful, before. Now, things were different.
A soft laugh. "Are you trying to make me start caring about being alive, after leading me here? I'm going to die here, Alan." Her tone is painfully blunt. "One way or another, everyone here will die. Isn't it better if it doesn't bother you?"
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A moment, torn between guilt and relief. "I hate that he's gone, but. I'm glad that it was his choice, in the end. I'm glad that it happened under his own agency." Agency was something that he'd had very little of, even before everything got ugly. His absence was gutting, but at least he'd gotten that little sliver of free will, in the end.
"...Am I really worth it?" The question is genuine, and she stares at him intently as she asks. "No one else seems to think so. I don't blame them. I'm no use to anyone, any more." And use is directly correlated to how much someone will care about you. She'd always been sure to be useful, before. Now, things were different.
A soft laugh. "Are you trying to make me start caring about being alive, after leading me here? I'm going to die here, Alan." Her tone is painfully blunt. "One way or another, everyone here will die. Isn't it better if it doesn't bother you?"