[Sort of like how there are things Faith wants to do back home, but the priorities are repairing Manchester and making sure the talks and such between humans and superhumans don't end up spawning another Rosenberg to start that whole mess all over again.
The longer this conversation goes on, the more Faith feels like they're not so different after all. Being the last to die means he watched it all happen, watched his friends fall and his city burn (if it burned; however it was it went down, he saw it).
It's so much like back home, right now. Almost too much.]
Does it make you sad, then? Makes me sad, now you've said all you have. [She is unintentionally providing him energy, but she really doesn't mind. Faith's got power to spare, and worse comes to worst, Hope will bring her back, right?]
S'ppose you're right. It's good enough to live in, an' Tranquility's sky is a good breather from what it's been. For what it's worth, Sorrow? I don't hate you. The things you an' the others do to us -- the'yre not always good, but it's hardly your fault that's how you get your power.
[Nature back home isn't kind anyway. Humans kill to eat, right? It's not humans' fault they need protein and iron, or that bone broth strengthens you up when you're sick, or that eggs and milk and cheese taste so good even though they could serve their source animals' purposes if not for humans.
Nothing's permanent anyway. That's just how life is. One big, enormous place where everything supports something, everyone supports someone.]
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[Sort of like how there are things Faith wants to do back home, but the priorities are repairing Manchester and making sure the talks and such between humans and superhumans don't end up spawning another Rosenberg to start that whole mess all over again.
The longer this conversation goes on, the more Faith feels like they're not so different after all. Being the last to die means he watched it all happen, watched his friends fall and his city burn (if it burned; however it was it went down, he saw it).
It's so much like back home, right now. Almost too much.]
Does it make you sad, then? Makes me sad, now you've said all you have. [She is unintentionally providing him energy, but she really doesn't mind. Faith's got power to spare, and worse comes to worst, Hope will bring her back, right?]
S'ppose you're right. It's good enough to live in, an' Tranquility's sky is a good breather from what it's been. For what it's worth, Sorrow? I don't hate you. The things you an' the others do to us -- the'yre not always good, but it's hardly your fault that's how you get your power.
[Nature back home isn't kind anyway. Humans kill to eat, right? It's not humans' fault they need protein and iron, or that bone broth strengthens you up when you're sick, or that eggs and milk and cheese taste so good even though they could serve their source animals' purposes if not for humans.
Nothing's permanent anyway. That's just how life is. One big, enormous place where everything supports something, everyone supports someone.]