[ If not for the occasional optimism, that stretch for hope always just in the distance, Vanessa wouldn't be alive to be walking into this new danger with new friends, she's certain enough. And if this is how it will be, endlessly, then better to survive it. May it only end when satisfaction is found.
That's enough to hope for.
Staying quiet so that they aren't easily detected should they actually be nearing the Doctor, the mention of a jackpot unsettles her steps, caution slowing her down more than any grasping hands from beneath. Do they have the right cards to bid on the jackpot?
Wary that such optimism might be taken too far, but hoping her rising unease is mere paranoia, Vanessa stays silent and nearby. ]
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That's enough to hope for.
Staying quiet so that they aren't easily detected should they actually be nearing the Doctor, the mention of a jackpot unsettles her steps, caution slowing her down more than any grasping hands from beneath. Do they have the right cards to bid on the jackpot?
Wary that such optimism might be taken too far, but hoping her rising unease is mere paranoia, Vanessa stays silent and nearby. ]