[she--sags, head sinking and palms dropping limply to her lap.] But...
[there isn't much else to say. even she won't blow off the need at this point. it's just so much though. The thought that these weeks of cold rooms and rotten puzzles and being periodically gassed and assaulted by various dolls--the pain and the hunger and the grime and the waiting, all of that had been for nothing...] It's intentional, the cost. They just want us here, stuck forever...
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[there isn't much else to say. even she won't blow off the need at this point. it's just so much though. The thought that these weeks of cold rooms and rotten puzzles and being periodically gassed and assaulted by various dolls--the pain and the hunger and the grime and the waiting, all of that had been for nothing...] It's intentional, the cost. They just want us here, stuck forever...