[Oh, dude, that’s just meeean. She’s as cold as the snow in the mountains, and he couldn’t help but make a face, less wounded or offended and more scowly. Sure, he had been half-expecting it, but that didn’t make it any less ruthless.

But that’s not really why they were here, not with the hint of what she was saying dripping from her lips. Fuck, right to the good news, right? His eyes flickered away, glancing at anything, anyone other than her because admitting it just sucked something awful. The words themselves tasted bitter, but the underneath….]

You were right. [There, quick like the rip of a bandaid from the skin. ] They chucked those body parts at your place, and they’re the reason you’re sick. [But it’s war, right?

That doesn’t make it okay, though.]

The shit to get us home… [And fuck it, why dance around the subject any longer than he had to? They all had their own questions now.] …they’re going to use that shit to hit all our different worlds, aren’t they? They’re going to come in and just claim them all.