[She doesn't look up, shaking her head hard enough to give herself a headache. Her fists ball up at her sides. And, without thinking, the words start to come out.]
We don't have to listen to them! They need us! We... We... [No. They don't need them specifically. What have they done? In reality, they haven't done much, have they? When she thinks about it, they've never been key to any mission. They had fun and caused trouble and in the last one they...
As soldiers, they're worthless. As heroes, they failed. They're just kids. They...]
...We...We didn't ask for this, we- They don't have the right, they don't have the right to look at us like that! They want normal lives? What do they think we want? They don't care, they-
[Breathe. She's forgetting to breathe and it shows. Or maybe it's just that every word brings her closer to the verge of something she doesn't want to think about but old wounds never really disappear, just leaving scars they hide under false heroism.]
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[She doesn't look up, shaking her head hard enough to give herself a headache. Her fists ball up at her sides. And, without thinking, the words start to come out.]
We don't have to listen to them! They need us! We... We... [No. They don't need them specifically. What have they done? In reality, they haven't done much, have they? When she thinks about it, they've never been key to any mission. They had fun and caused trouble and in the last one they...
As soldiers, they're worthless. As heroes, they failed. They're just kids. They...]
...We...We didn't ask for this, we- They don't have the right, they don't have the right to look at us like that! They want normal lives? What do they think we want? They don't care, they-
[Breathe. She's forgetting to breathe and it shows. Or maybe it's just that every word brings her closer to the verge of something she doesn't want to think about but old wounds never really disappear, just leaving scars they hide under false heroism.]