Not that it matters for much anymore, not that you'll care, but you're valuable to me. Jacob, if I could have done more for us, I would have. For Miranda, too.
[Emboldened, she flattens her hand against his back and steps in closer. He's so tall. He's too tall. She's always thought so. She wants to lean in and put her head on his shoulder and do something, anything, to make this stop.
Maybe she should never have told him. Let him live in ignorance. Try to be merciful. Maybe she should have started out with the truth about the Spartans--her Spartans--and the darkness hidden in her own heart. She started all of this to put down humans, and what did it become? What did they all become? Casualties. Even her. Her own humanity set aside for this.
What is she anymore but a monster?
Yes, Miranda deserved better, deserves her father's love and his grief and his turmoil and Catherine can't do anything but watch in muted sorrow. She let herself die on the inside years ago. She had to.]
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[Emboldened, she flattens her hand against his back and steps in closer. He's so tall. He's too tall. She's always thought so. She wants to lean in and put her head on his shoulder and do something, anything, to make this stop.
Maybe she should never have told him. Let him live in ignorance. Try to be merciful. Maybe she should have started out with the truth about the Spartans--her Spartans--and the darkness hidden in her own heart. She started all of this to put down humans, and what did it become? What did they all become? Casualties. Even her. Her own humanity set aside for this.
What is she anymore but a monster?
Yes, Miranda deserved better, deserves her father's love and his grief and his turmoil and Catherine can't do anything but watch in muted sorrow. She let herself die on the inside years ago. She had to.]