[She notices the wince, but doesn't comment on it. They are alive, but now she knows there's a stark difference between being alive and being alive. But she can't put it into words, the way it felt- the way it doesn't feel any more. Despite the horror of it all, despite everything she went through and how much it scared her... there's a tiny part of her that misses the feeling of life. Of having a heartbeat and air in real lungs- but she doesn't voice it. It... probably sounds wrong. ]
I wouldn't. Not at all. [She drops her gaze to the floor.] Buzz... I killed people. Townspeople, not sleepers... but still people.
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I wouldn't. Not at all. [She drops her gaze to the floor.] Buzz... I killed people. Townspeople, not sleepers... but still people.