Bekah
And perhaps dear sister that's because if I don't do that then everything I have worked for for a thousand years will fall apart. Perhaps its to stop you all treating me as you did when the explosion happened.
Like something to be managed, guarded. Just the way he saw me, like a wild bloody animal that it was his right and privilage to put down.
Of course I cared.
And I well believed you'd do it too. You rush into things. Oh you mean them, with all your heart. But you never think things through.