[Who says she hasn't gone mental? It's been two months now and she lives for the moments she can talk or fight. The interim time is like torture. Faith sits down on her bed and takes off her boots slowly to be as quiet as possible. Back home she would have just kicked them off and flung them wherever they landed. It needs to be different here.
She see's his question and needs to think about it a while before answering. It's not a reassuring response to say the least.] I think we're beyond screwed and well on our way to fucked.
I don't know how to fight these things. There are people stronger than me here who can't either. There's so many of them. I saw them. The natives took us to see. More of them than the Turok Han. A whole army of Slayers wouldn't do a damn thing with this. Maybe it'll have to be some other answer than fighting them, I don't know. [Its a beyond helpless feeling, truly. Even if she got killed by those things there'd be no end. It would just bring her back here. Over and over.]
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She see's his question and needs to think about it a while before answering. It's not a reassuring response to say the least.] I think we're beyond screwed and well on our way to fucked.
I don't know how to fight these things. There are people stronger than me here who can't either. There's so many of them. I saw them. The natives took us to see. More of them than the Turok Han. A whole army of Slayers wouldn't do a damn thing with this. Maybe it'll have to be some other answer than fighting them, I don't know. [Its a beyond helpless feeling, truly. Even if she got killed by those things there'd be no end. It would just bring her back here. Over and over.]