"I've had more time to get used to the knowledge," she says, standing back after the residents of the home are rescued and setting her hands on her hips to stretch her shoulders back a bit.
"I know the guys didn't turn Epsilon in, and that you went to prison."
That sums it up, mainly.
"Look, I know it's weird how accepting and calm and everything I am about it. And I can't lie, it's partly because of the alien influence that was on me when I found out. But I just can't seem to see it in any way but sympathetically."
She doesn't tell anything more about that alien influence. How her animosity toward Washington had flipped on its head and turned to affection. How she had cried—actually cried—over his troubles. How they had started calling each other by their first names. She doesn't feel it makes much sense to someone who wasn't there. It hardly makes sense to her.
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"I know the guys didn't turn Epsilon in, and that you went to prison."
That sums it up, mainly.
"Look, I know it's weird how accepting and calm and everything I am about it. And I can't lie, it's partly because of the alien influence that was on me when I found out. But I just can't seem to see it in any way but sympathetically."
She doesn't tell anything more about that alien influence. How her animosity toward Washington had flipped on its head and turned to affection. How she had cried—actually cried—over his troubles. How they had started calling each other by their first names. She doesn't feel it makes much sense to someone who wasn't there. It hardly makes sense to her.