The trash bothers him. Damien eyes it and then lets his gaze drift. It’s hard to focus right now. He supposes wrappers don’t really matter, in the end. Not much does right now.
“No,” he replies in that same empty tone. The money wasn’t the point. He acted because the only other choice was to lie down and die and if you aren’t going to do that, there’s no point in staying motionless. That’s where the enemy traps you.
He watches the woman and doesn’t ask her name. That might not matter, either.
He wonders if Jade is still alive. If any of the others are. What he’d do if he knew the answer.
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“No,” he replies in that same empty tone. The money wasn’t the point. He acted because the only other choice was to lie down and die and if you aren’t going to do that, there’s no point in staying motionless. That’s where the enemy traps you.
He watches the woman and doesn’t ask her name. That might not matter, either.
He wonders if Jade is still alive. If any of the others are. What he’d do if he knew the answer.