"I'm so sorry, Marie..." A dead world, much like her own. She knows the burden that comes with Survivor's Guilt, although she can't shake the feeling that there is something that Marie is not sharing. She hasn't forgotten the woman's offer to Electra. Was there something she could have done and failed to do? Did she abuse whatever power she had on her old world?
It's not the time, nor place to ask. At least Marie isn't planning on giving up, no matter how miserable she is. That gives Adia a small measure of relief.
"My world died, too," she confesses, lest Marie think that her sympathy is superficial. "It's true, we cannot outrun our past. But I do believe we can make peace with it."
Marie's double loss makes more sense, in that context. It must feel like karma catching up to her. She takes a small sip of chai, glancing worriedly at those balled up fists. Marie might take her professional loss harder than her personal loss, but Adia is more concerned about what happened with Jeff. "He left you? I-- I'm sorry to hear that. Was it because of the secret he was keeping from you?"
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It's not the time, nor place to ask. At least Marie isn't planning on giving up, no matter how miserable she is. That gives Adia a small measure of relief.
"My world died, too," she confesses, lest Marie think that her sympathy is superficial. "It's true, we cannot outrun our past. But I do believe we can make peace with it."
Marie's double loss makes more sense, in that context. It must feel like karma catching up to her. She takes a small sip of chai, glancing worriedly at those balled up fists. Marie might take her professional loss harder than her personal loss, but Adia is more concerned about what happened with Jeff. "He left you? I-- I'm sorry to hear that. Was it because of the secret he was keeping from you?"