[ She glances up at him, but rather than the emptiness from before there's more somewhat of a frown on her face now. Sure, in a way this is still all her pessimism, but there's some more actual frustration behind it rather than just giving up - the feelings she's been holding in all this time. ]
Am I supposed to fight "gods" that are only just hiding from us all the time? Am I supposed to watch them take everyone important to me away from me after giving me another chance to see them? Am I supposed to fight so everyone can get away from here, back to their own worlds, and I just return to being nothing more than minced meat, is any of that it?
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[ She glances up at him, but rather than the emptiness from before there's more somewhat of a frown on her face now. Sure, in a way this is still all her pessimism, but there's some more actual frustration behind it rather than just giving up - the feelings she's been holding in all this time. ]
Am I supposed to fight "gods" that are only just hiding from us all the time? Am I supposed to watch them take everyone important to me away from me after giving me another chance to see them? Am I supposed to fight so everyone can get away from here, back to their own worlds, and I just return to being nothing more than minced meat, is any of that it?