[ ogughgh. his turn for a pause between replies. ]
Yeah. ...yeah. Exactly.
She's not gone. It's what I have to remind myself of. I wasn't so lucky to know that, the first time. This place trivialises our worst pain, makes death into a farce. Forces good people to do horrible things, then wakes them up to it afterwards so they can live with the pain they made against their will.
But - the circumstances mean there's hope to cling to, too. It means she's alive, somewhere. So I'll cling to it. And I'll put all that fury into bringing her home.
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Yeah.
...yeah. Exactly.
She's not gone. It's what I have to remind myself of.
I wasn't so lucky to know that, the first time.
This place trivialises our worst pain, makes death into a farce. Forces good people to do horrible things, then wakes them up to it afterwards so they can live with the pain they made against their will.
But - the circumstances mean there's hope to cling to, too. It means she's alive, somewhere.
So I'll cling to it.
And I'll put all that fury into bringing her home.
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But by the time he gets the next message, any trace of it is gone.]
I will too.
Make certain to write to her straight away. We're fortunate to be able to do so this soon.
Please rest, Strohl. It's been a very long day, and a really awful one at that. You can continue the fight tomorrow.