[whirling away from him and slamming her fist against the trunk of the nearest tree. The wood dents, cracking and creaking alarmingly – if the tree had been human that punch likely would have shattered bone.]
[folds his arms over his torso and leans against the nearest tree]
Sparrow was insistent people vote to save the other person, knowin' full well that she'd die if she lost. Others did it, too. That girl from Ratatoskr. That boy from Tiamat.
Sparrow chose what was right for her heart. She would never, ever have been able to forgive herself if she had been the one to walk away . . . just as I would never have forgiven myself if I had allowed my team to send the water away, back in Nyssa's first game.
. . . Beyond that, of course, she—and perhaps the others—just wanted the others to be able to live. Still selfish ; those who survived suffered just as horribly as those who died . . . but Sparrow isn't the kind of lass who can think only of herself.
. . . but were they really thinkin' of the other person?
[tilts his head back, so it thunks against the trunk of the tree he's leaning against]
In the first round, both the Ratatoskr and the Epona wanted people to vote for the other side. If they both did it because they knew they couldn't live with themselves if the other person died and they survived, then. . .
The one that survived has to live with that on their conscious, while the one that died suffered briefly, but wakes up again feelin' like they did the "right thing."
[waves a hand]
I'm not makin' light of death, of course. That's a burden that the person who died had to live with, too. But I just don't think you can call it "thinkin' of the other person," when in the end, both sides are only thinkin' of themselves.
Aha . . . That's were many people get the wrong idea about us.
[She smiles briefly—and it's not a happy one.]
I said she can't think only of herself, and I never implied that it wasn't a selfish choice. I also never said who the choice was right for, did I? We make the choices we do because they are what's right for us.
Though, it's unfair and incorrect to imply that it can only be one thing or another—Sparrow was still thinking of that other person, and of their team, and of their friends. It's a balance, Spark. You can be selfless and selfish at the same time.
As long as you understand it, you can think whatever you'd like about it.
[She relaxes slightly (very slightly) and makes her way back across the clearing towards him.]
. . . And sometimes, it's all you can do to grasp back even some small semblance of control. Choose to live, choose to fight, or choose to die. [She smiles again, wry.] Whether that choice is respected is another matter.
If you're framin' it in terms of choice, then the decision to sacrifice themselves was theirs to make alone. Likewise, the decision to vote for who I voted for was mine alone.
I expected no less. [this smile really doesn't reach her eyes.] It's your right, of course. I'd be the first to admit that asking you to save a stranger over your loved one is . . . somewhat unfair, to say the least.
[She stops just outside of touching distance.]
. . . But what do you do when your choice breaks the very person you hoped to help? [It's not an accusation, not an attempt at dissuasion. Just an honest question.]
And if their choice to die breaks the people who care about them? The ones watching helplessly, knowin' there's nothing they can do to stop the inevitable?
[an earnest answer for an earnest question]
. . . this place is built to break people. There will always be difficult choices and someone will always be hurt.
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They'll be there when you go home.
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[okay]
[. . .]
[whirling away from him and slamming her fist against the trunk of the nearest tree. The wood dents, cracking and creaking alarmingly – if the tree had been human that punch likely would have shattered bone.]
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You still need to rest.
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[examining her knuckles, which . . . aren't even bruised.]
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No, it's the number one thing you need. S'just hard for you to accept because there's somethin' else you want to do more.
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How did you fare through the game?
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Though I suspect some of Amalthea's alliances aren't too popular.
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Rook would've sacrificed himself too, if we let him.
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I would've voted to save him, no matter what. Just like I voted to save Sparrow.
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[her pacing slows to a stop, and she turns to face him.]
I wouldn't really expect anything else of you, I suppose.
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. . . I don't understand why more people here don't have better survival instincts.
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[folds his arms over his torso and leans against the nearest tree]
Sparrow was insistent people vote to save the other person, knowin' full well that she'd die if she lost. Others did it, too. That girl from Ratatoskr. That boy from Tiamat.
[shakes his head]
. . . I don't understand.
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. . . Beyond that, of course, she—and perhaps the others—just wanted the others to be able to live. Still selfish ; those who survived suffered just as horribly as those who died . . . but Sparrow isn't the kind of lass who can think only of herself.
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[tilts his head back, so it thunks against the trunk of the tree he's leaning against]
In the first round, both the Ratatoskr and the Epona wanted people to vote for the other side. If they both did it because they knew they couldn't live with themselves if the other person died and they survived, then. . .
The one that survived has to live with that on their conscious, while the one that died suffered briefly, but wakes up again feelin' like they did the "right thing."
[waves a hand]
I'm not makin' light of death, of course. That's a burden that the person who died had to live with, too. But I just don't think you can call it "thinkin' of the other person," when in the end, both sides are only thinkin' of themselves.
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[She smiles briefly—and it's not a happy one.]
I said she can't think only of herself, and I never implied that it wasn't a selfish choice. I also never said who the choice was right for, did I? We make the choices we do because they are what's right for us.
Though, it's unfair and incorrect to imply that it can only be one thing or another—Sparrow was still thinking of that other person, and of their team, and of their friends. It's a balance, Spark. You can be selfless and selfish at the same time.
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[is quiet for a few more moments, mulling these thoughts around in his mind]
[and a few minutes later, he speaks again]
That may be so.
I still find it. . . foolish. To willingly give your life in a situation where someone will die, no matter what.
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[She relaxes slightly (very slightly) and makes her way back across the clearing towards him.]
. . . And sometimes, it's all you can do to grasp back even some small semblance of control. Choose to live, choose to fight, or choose to die. [She smiles again, wry.] Whether that choice is respected is another matter.
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If you're framin' it in terms of choice, then the decision to sacrifice themselves was theirs to make alone. Likewise, the decision to vote for who I voted for was mine alone.
I won't vote against an ally, or a friend.
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[She stops just outside of touching distance.]
. . . But what do you do when your choice breaks the very person you hoped to help? [It's not an accusation, not an attempt at dissuasion. Just an honest question.]
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[an earnest answer for an earnest question]
. . . this place is built to break people. There will always be difficult choices and someone will always be hurt.
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