Oh, Winter. She looks at him, observing his rage and confusion.
"I..." I don't know what to do she doesn't want to admit. So instead she goes with what she does know. "I'm not sure we--those of us from other universes--can survive without ADI, at least not yet."
And what she suspects. "And I'm starting to think that any attempts to fight the entities run the risk of getting twisted to serve them." It sounds so hopeless, when she words it like that.
She clenches her fist. She's not ready to give up just yet.
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"I..." I don't know what to do she doesn't want to admit. So instead she goes with what she does know. "I'm not sure we--those of us from other universes--can survive without ADI, at least not yet."
And what she suspects. "And I'm starting to think that any attempts to fight the entities run the risk of getting twisted to serve them." It sounds so hopeless, when she words it like that.
She clenches her fist. She's not ready to give up just yet.