[there he is, the bitch. for a moment she's staring into his eyes because sometimes you're from a place where some of the boys you know have pretty, glowing eyes from special surgeries. she doesn't think that's this, but what does she know yet?
instead, she gives him her undivided attention and listens. there sure are too many problems! and it sucks! how do you deal with so many problems and not enough solutions to fix them all.]
...I suppose that's true. It becomes narrowing it down instead of focusing on the bigger picture while telling ourselves it's for the bigger picture. [she would still like to stop the weekly murders, but she understands his point and why he's bringing it up. when phrased that way, she doesn't disagree.]
Progress is progress, even if it's slow. And maybe it needs to be slow to draw less attention in order to succeed. [it still means lives lost.] I...am not a genius like you are. I don't know if what I'm doing will be enough while things continue the way they have been. I believe the three of you are doing everything you can to help us move forward. And I'm grateful for that. But I guess the thing I'm worried about is how much paranoia and distrust will continue to grow when we're all in a situation where we've been told we can't always trust our friends to be innocent. Makes it harder for people to think we're getting anywhere at all.
[she waves a hand.] Not that the morale is your responsibility. I'm sure the three of you have enough on your plate. Maybe I'm just thinking out loud. [and she's come to respect the fact that famine is, in a word, pragmatic.]
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instead, she gives him her undivided attention and listens. there sure are too many problems! and it sucks! how do you deal with so many problems and not enough solutions to fix them all.]
...I suppose that's true. It becomes narrowing it down instead of focusing on the bigger picture while telling ourselves it's for the bigger picture. [she would still like to stop the weekly murders, but she understands his point and why he's bringing it up. when phrased that way, she doesn't disagree.]
Progress is progress, even if it's slow. And maybe it needs to be slow to draw less attention in order to succeed. [it still means lives lost.] I...am not a genius like you are. I don't know if what I'm doing will be enough while things continue the way they have been. I believe the three of you are doing everything you can to help us move forward. And I'm grateful for that. But I guess the thing I'm worried about is how much paranoia and distrust will continue to grow when we're all in a situation where we've been told we can't always trust our friends to be innocent. Makes it harder for people to think we're getting anywhere at all.
[she waves a hand.] Not that the morale is your responsibility. I'm sure the three of you have enough on your plate. Maybe I'm just thinking out loud. [and she's come to respect the fact that famine is, in a word, pragmatic.]