"I arrived-- after the monster siege, in Ged," Benji says, after having to think a moment about which one is Ruudary. And also how long she's been here. Months. Her expression remains bleak, which always makes her look more severe, a little older, drained.
She wants to ask where they go, after they're arrested, but feels somewhat-- unqualified to be asking that, and also there are a lot of questions to be asked. Ones she hasn't been asking. "Maybe I haven't, mm. I don't think I've said anything about it very much, about when I was taken. To here. I don't really like thinking about it, but I did, all today, because it's really nice here usually. I mean, I don't like to go on about it, people generally don't like that they're here, and I miss-- my family, too, and everyone."
Hnn. Sip of wine. But she isn't finished. "But it was nice thinking that it's a place that can't be at war with anything from the outside, or-- just. No more supply runs. No one can leave so no one has to be smuggled out of the state, out of the country. You can have almost anything you want for yourself, and go anywhere, and there's magic." Which she still finds kind of enchanting, the idea of it, even if she knows that it can be just as brutal and gritty and exhausting as she's seen superpowers to be. Sometimes it's full of ghosts and throws tables at people, but it's still magic.
And yet-- "Today wasn't forgiveable. How they treated them, how they treated anyone. Just because it's the Spatters, and no one cares. It's so dangerous, it becomes so dangerous, especially when they make you think that fighting it makes it worse." She glances at Wolfgang, briefly self-conscious, down again at her glass.
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She wants to ask where they go, after they're arrested, but feels somewhat-- unqualified to be asking that, and also there are a lot of questions to be asked. Ones she hasn't been asking. "Maybe I haven't, mm. I don't think I've said anything about it very much, about when I was taken. To here. I don't really like thinking about it, but I did, all today, because it's really nice here usually. I mean, I don't like to go on about it, people generally don't like that they're here, and I miss-- my family, too, and everyone."
Hnn. Sip of wine. But she isn't finished. "But it was nice thinking that it's a place that can't be at war with anything from the outside, or-- just. No more supply runs. No one can leave so no one has to be smuggled out of the state, out of the country. You can have almost anything you want for yourself, and go anywhere, and there's magic." Which she still finds kind of enchanting, the idea of it, even if she knows that it can be just as brutal and gritty and exhausting as she's seen superpowers to be. Sometimes it's full of ghosts and throws tables at people, but it's still magic.
And yet-- "Today wasn't forgiveable. How they treated them, how they treated anyone. Just because it's the Spatters, and no one cares. It's so dangerous, it becomes so dangerous, especially when they make you think that fighting it makes it worse." She glances at Wolfgang, briefly self-conscious, down again at her glass.