There are. [Preparing to light up a cigarette.] But things are complicated.
[She hates saying it, but it's the only thing she can think of. Call it the leftover camaraderie from having fought side-by-side in the war: she just can't leave a fellow soldier behind, especially one who had the kind of history he had with her. Rebecca supposes that a bullet in Nic's brain could be considered a mercy kill at this point, but getting screwed over as a housewife is better than getting screwed over as a housewife in jail for murder.]
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There are. [Preparing to light up a cigarette.] But things are complicated.
[She hates saying it, but it's the only thing she can think of. Call it the leftover camaraderie from having fought side-by-side in the war: she just can't leave a fellow soldier behind, especially one who had the kind of history he had with her. Rebecca supposes that a bullet in Nic's brain could be considered a mercy kill at this point, but getting screwed over as a housewife is better than getting screwed over as a housewife in jail for murder.]
((OOC: Let's continue this over here!))