[She's so tired. It must be because of that place she was in before, obviously. Getting hurt, and then sharing whatever she found with the others, then finding out who else was hurt. Then running around for the rest of the night, chasing people who don't want to be chased, trying to offer whatever comfort she can to the people who would accept it.
I'm so tired.
Of this place.
Can I really do it?
She couldn't even protect the others. Can she really protect Maya? Manwol makes the turn and keeps going down the road. The rock wall looms in the distance.]
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I'm so tired.
Of this place.
Can I really do it?
She couldn't even protect the others. Can she really protect Maya? Manwol makes the turn and keeps going down the road. The rock wall looms in the distance.]