[ The more she fills in the picture of her world, its terminology and dire conditions, the more he wonders that she's managed to become anything but bitter. An unkind reaction might be to claim delusion, detachment allowing for the maintenance of a relatively sunny disposition, but that doesn't seem quite right. She has her head on straight as far as he can tell. ]
I ought to have surmised as much, [ he says gingerly β it isn't as thought a moniker as crude as "blood bag" leaves too much to the imagination.
(It's a miracle that Max survived, she says, and he finds himself thinking that it's a miracle that any of them are here at all. A miracle that she can think of her other friends, left behind, when this life is so much more safe, even with the games the house puts them through. To witβ) ]
At least none of you have to worry about such things, here. The occasional game of werewolf, apparently, but not that.
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I ought to have surmised as much, [ he says gingerly β it isn't as thought a moniker as crude as "blood bag" leaves too much to the imagination.
(It's a miracle that Max survived, she says, and he finds himself thinking that it's a miracle that any of them are here at all. A miracle that she can think of her other friends, left behind, when this life is so much more safe, even with the games the house puts them through. To witβ) ]
At least none of you have to worry about such things, here. The occasional game of werewolf, apparently, but not that.