[They'll have a week, at most. One week. Other people are on the trail already, and they've seen the results now. Coddling Kate and trying to suppress her led to an explosion. Killing Camille and bringing her back only prolonged suffering in a different direction.
She wants there to be another way. Badly. She wants to lift Ash on her shoulders so she can climb out of this fucking pit. Run. Far. Get away from this hell.
But if War — Essek was right, there's only one place for them to go. They're all just making the trip on different dates.]
You can always come to me. Okay? No matter how big or how small, or how stupid or awful this thing is. I'll listen. I'll hear you out. I want to hear your side of it, always.
[ truthfully, ashlyn doesn't really like talking about things that much. she's been doing her best to be communicative (about what she can be) while she's here, because that's what's in everyone's best interests. but it's not as though she enjoys it.
the thought of trying to talk about this whole mess doesn't feel comforting at all.
but. being offered that comfort means something to her. her emotions dip into gratitude, even though there's this clear through-line of paranoid distrust. ]
It doesn't change anything. My side. What I say. It won't change any of it.
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And I won't abandon you.
[They'll have a week, at most. One week. Other people are on the trail already, and they've seen the results now. Coddling Kate and trying to suppress her led to an explosion. Killing Camille and bringing her back only prolonged suffering in a different direction.
She wants there to be another way. Badly. She wants to lift Ash on her shoulders so she can climb out of this fucking pit. Run. Far. Get away from this hell.
But if War — Essek was right, there's only one place for them to go. They're all just making the trip on different dates.]
You can always come to me. Okay? No matter how big or how small, or how stupid or awful this thing is. I'll listen. I'll hear you out. I want to hear your side of it, always.
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the thought of trying to talk about this whole mess doesn't feel comforting at all.
but. being offered that comfort means something to her. her emotions dip into gratitude, even though there's this clear through-line of paranoid distrust. ]
It doesn't change anything. My side. What I say. It won't change any of it.