Her mind turns to Sharkface, pausing there, as she thinks about the people who end up here. If he ever showed up... She'd given him chances to stop, not wanting to hurt him, let alone kill him, yet it hadn't mattered in the end. He had been driven, just like she had once been, and he hadn't cared.
Turning her eyes again, she seeks out faces. In some ways, it's hard to guess ages. She's mid-thirties but at times feels like she's double that.]
I take it they're more or less in the same boat we are?
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[Because they just might not care, ever.
Her mind turns to Sharkface, pausing there, as she thinks about the people who end up here. If he ever showed up... She'd given him chances to stop, not wanting to hurt him, let alone kill him, yet it hadn't mattered in the end. He had been driven, just like she had once been, and he hadn't cared.
Turning her eyes again, she seeks out faces. In some ways, it's hard to guess ages. She's mid-thirties but at times feels like she's double that.]
I take it they're more or less in the same boat we are?
[Those who are younger...]