I'll be honest with you, I don't know you well enough to give you a list of reasons. I know you care about others, though. Way more than I do. You care enough to protect someone, to help prepare for the upcoming shitstorm, and to make amends.

[To all the people she's hurt, directly or indirectly, there's probably not much worth in keeping Gobbet around either. She's a lazy criminal scumbag who only cares about herself and spends all day stuffing her face and avoiding her own PTSD. But she still lives for herself. She's all she's got and her opinion is the only one that matters to her.]

[Gobbet's voice is surprisingly quiet, but even, as she adds:]

It's all about the value we place on ourselves. I know you don't place any on yourself, but it doesn't have to be that way.