There is a heat to her voice then that seems unlike her normal cool demeanor, but the flash to her eyes tempers quickly. Her arms fold protectively in front of her.
"I have known nothing but them since I was a child. They gave me a purpose, a place to use my talents for good. Not unlike the people here. And if..."
She can't put it to words. There is a steady line of gunpowder winding its way across the foundation she has built and to say those words would strike the spark necessary to bring it all down. And then what is there? What is left?
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There is a heat to her voice then that seems unlike her normal cool demeanor, but the flash to her eyes tempers quickly. Her arms fold protectively in front of her.
"I have known nothing but them since I was a child. They gave me a purpose, a place to use my talents for good. Not unlike the people here. And if..."
She can't put it to words. There is a steady line of gunpowder winding its way across the foundation she has built and to say those words would strike the spark necessary to bring it all down. And then what is there? What is left?