[What's important to Raine at this moment is the attempt and the desire to shield the person next to her from those awful truths as long as she could in this situation. Protective instincts. It perhaps, is not fair, since Sheena is an adult, though she just doesn't like the idea of exposing Sheena to the harsh reality of the draft while they're still on it. Even though she could very well learn the truth from another.
Although with how she feels, Raine doesn't know how long she can go without something slipping out unintentionally. There's nothing logical to cling to, her thoughts and emotions are too scattered to patch that front of hers back together.]
... we've been here for nearly a week.
[It feels longer than that, all the same, as another shudder runs through her. The protective instincts were screaming out, crying out, clawing, don't say a word, don't, don't- and she takes a breath, though it doesn't keep the tremble out of her voice.]
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Although with how she feels, Raine doesn't know how long she can go without something slipping out unintentionally. There's nothing logical to cling to, her thoughts and emotions are too scattered to patch that front of hers back together.]
... we've been here for nearly a week.
[It feels longer than that, all the same, as another shudder runs through her. The protective instincts were screaming out, crying out, clawing, don't say a word, don't, don't- and she takes a breath, though it doesn't keep the tremble out of her voice.]
They... gave us more time.