[ she nods in thanks, not drinking right away. she cradles the glass in her hands, considering as the ice seeps cold into her palms. ]
Yes. Our options are to survive to the end, or kill until we're the last ones remaining.
[ she says it calmly, appraising the situation. ]
But there is no inherent reason to begin killing—we've received no real indication that the rewards cannot be shared amongst us all.
I will not claim any altruism on my part, but it brings me unease that the seams of this place already seem to be unraveling. [ not knowing is strange. watching a woman melt to death leaves a hollow feeling in her. ] Are you not afraid, Primrose?
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Yes. Our options are to survive to the end, or kill until we're the last ones remaining.
[ she says it calmly, appraising the situation. ]
But there is no inherent reason to begin killing—we've received no real indication that the rewards cannot be shared amongst us all.
I will not claim any altruism on my part, but it brings me unease that the seams of this place already seem to be unraveling. [ not knowing is strange. watching a woman melt to death leaves a hollow feeling in her. ] Are you not afraid, Primrose?