at the light, at the light

[inaclearing]

[Well! That happened, and for once, no one seems to be holding any kind of Group Sorrow Activity afterwards! Have fun doing whatever it is y'all wanna do! There's not many people left, and an awful lot of open space; we're probably all perfectly capable of being alone, if that's what we want.]

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[specialyellthing]

What is with you kids and thinkin I’m always about to say somethin’ fuckin messed up and gettin mad about it?

[Her arms fly up in the air.]

When have I, in this entire damn hellscape, tried to tell any of ya how to live? Young. Someone like you—- young. An before you start in on me about it, I know. War. Growin up fast. Blood on your fuckin hands.

If I kill you for what you did, I’m even less justified.