Red breathes out the heaviness in her lungs and stares at her own hands. She doesn't say anything in response, because there's nothing to say. This entire world is temporary. They're not supposed to be here. The beacon will be activated again, and they're all supposed to go through it back to where they belong, back to their own worlds, far away from the one that brought them together.
This isn't that place where they belong. No matter how much she cares about Vanessa, about the Doctor, about Emilia and Hermione, and- and Fei's already gone. No matter what she'd do to protect them. The rest will go too, and if she gets sent back, she gets sent back somewhere she doesn't belong. Really, she doesn't belong anywhere (too mortal and not, too girl and not, too monster and not), but what a depressing fucking thing to say or think or anything.
She looks over at Vanessa - an aching kind of smile. She does take the cigarette, another drag, focusing on Vanessa's gentle touch in her hair as her eyes close again.
"The beacon's gonna get activated next, huh? If we do what we're supposed to do here."
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This isn't that place where they belong. No matter how much she cares about Vanessa, about the Doctor, about Emilia and Hermione, and- and Fei's already gone. No matter what she'd do to protect them. The rest will go too, and if she gets sent back, she gets sent back somewhere she doesn't belong. Really, she doesn't belong anywhere (too mortal and not, too girl and not, too monster and not), but what a depressing fucking thing to say or think or anything.
She looks over at Vanessa - an aching kind of smile. She does take the cigarette, another drag, focusing on Vanessa's gentle touch in her hair as her eyes close again.
"The beacon's gonna get activated next, huh? If we do what we're supposed to do here."