Isn't it? No, think we've already been over that enough.
[Not the only intelligent person, but certainly one among a very very few, in Marian's opinion. She's seen very little in the way of a compelling argument against beyond mere self-preservation instinct, unwarranted sympathies, and uncertainty. Suffice to say, she doesn't exactly sound convinced by any of this either.
Marian hasn't mentioned any past details of her own experiences beyond a brief, fragmented description to Lee. But here, in a private discussion with enough time passed since the event and with its relevance close at hand... while she disagrees with Lance on many things, he's the only one that put forward new questions, and actually engaged despite her earlier slip into irrationality. He's at least smart enough to have a discussion with, and might, after her unprompted outburst, deserve further perspective on her 'minority' opinion.]
There are other things, other, virulent, parasites out there... somewhere, you know.
Futilely trying to sustain themselves on the lives and.. dimensions of others. Wearing a friendly face as a disguise to talk the natives into giving up resistance, into being obstacles, as you put it, while they're busy massacring every living thing in the name of their own survival. Destroying worlds, if not more...
[Her description comes to a juddering halt there. Her world is one thing. Thinking of that infinite blackness, without a single star's light left in the sky... it's a good thing it's only audio, as she shudders.]
These ones might have pulled us here instead of... [how would you even word it? Marian isn't sure, pausing in uncertainty.] ...injecting themselves into our dimensions. But I'm not about to act as if their intentions are any better or as if it's that different in the end.
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[Not the only intelligent person, but certainly one among a very very few, in Marian's opinion. She's seen very little in the way of a compelling argument against beyond mere self-preservation instinct, unwarranted sympathies, and uncertainty. Suffice to say, she doesn't exactly sound convinced by any of this either.
Marian hasn't mentioned any past details of her own experiences beyond a brief, fragmented description to Lee. But here, in a private discussion with enough time passed since the event and with its relevance close at hand... while she disagrees with Lance on many things, he's the only one that put forward new questions, and actually engaged despite her earlier slip into irrationality. He's at least smart enough to have a discussion with, and might, after her unprompted outburst, deserve further perspective on her 'minority' opinion.]
There are other things, other, virulent, parasites out there... somewhere, you know.
Futilely trying to sustain themselves on the lives and.. dimensions of others. Wearing a friendly face as a disguise to talk the natives into giving up resistance, into being obstacles, as you put it, while they're busy massacring every living thing in the name of their own survival. Destroying worlds, if not more...
[Her description comes to a juddering halt there. Her world is one thing. Thinking of that infinite blackness, without a single star's light left in the sky... it's a good thing it's only audio, as she shudders.]
These ones might have pulled us here instead of... [how would you even word it? Marian isn't sure, pausing in uncertainty.] ...injecting themselves into our dimensions. But I'm not about to act as if their intentions are any better or as if it's that different in the end.