( Red looks back toward Vanessa as she starts to move. Even if she didn't know everything Clara had told her, she could not just wait, sit, be still, do nothing, but Clara's words remind her that his dying means more than his death. The selfish thing is... his death alone would be reason for her to act, but she understands now his death means potentially the death of galaxies, of so many people.
So he can't.
She can't let him. It'd be easy to lean on the nobility of it all, but in truth, she just doesn't want him to die. She doesn't want to lose him, and she trusts Vanessa to make the choices that are necessary even if they're not the good ones. Her shoulders are tense, her knife is drawn in close, ready to strike. )
I'm following. Are you coming with?
( She doesn't want to leave Vanessa here alone, but Red's going to leave- going to follow, she feels like she's crawling out of her skin to try to remain in one spot. )
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( Red looks back toward Vanessa as she starts to move. Even if she didn't know everything Clara had told her, she could not just wait, sit, be still, do nothing, but Clara's words remind her that his dying means more than his death. The selfish thing is... his death alone would be reason for her to act, but she understands now his death means potentially the death of galaxies, of so many people.
So he can't.
She can't let him. It'd be easy to lean on the nobility of it all, but in truth, she just doesn't want him to die. She doesn't want to lose him, and she trusts Vanessa to make the choices that are necessary even if they're not the good ones. Her shoulders are tense, her knife is drawn in close, ready to strike. )
I'm following. Are you coming with?
( She doesn't want to leave Vanessa here alone, but Red's going to leave- going to follow, she feels like she's crawling out of her skin to try to remain in one spot. )