Fair point. That's partially why I was asking. [ Leave it to Jim to think of these things, really. She's not all that surprised, if she's honest, but it was worth the question. She's thought about, more often lately than before, what she would do if she could go back to her life before Ergo Proxy had crashed through her ceiling knowing what she knew now. More often than not the answer was that she wouldn't change a damn thing, now that she knew what she did about her grandfather and Daedalus. In times of nostalgia that spitefulness sometimes wanes and she missed the views in her old home city, or something equally foolish to save an entire failing civilization for, but in the end the answer was that she wouldn't be able to stop anything, anyway.
For how little she's willing to share she seems amused by his reaction, at least. Probably not what he expects considering what she's sharing, but really.. she'd survived Quinn, Raul Creed, Donov Mayer and Daedalus Yumeno in the course of a month. There's not much that can phase her, really. Not anymore. ]
It's all fairly relative. [ She shrugs, arms crossing over her chest. In the moment it's maybe slightly defensive, folding back in since she'd at least released a little bit of her background to him, but it's equally a habit. ]
The way I think of it if he really wanted me well and truly dead he wouldn't have tried to kill me right in front of my doctor. Still. I wish he would've just told me to get out instead of going through the dramatics of it all. It's a little much, waking up in a hospital after nearly dying twice in the course of two weeks. [ The first time, at least, she'd only been sick, not hemorrhaging blood. Slight differences, in the end of things, but big enough in the long scheme. ]
I'm glad I did too, but if only because I can say I survived in spite of everyone else. Probably bad of me, admittedly.
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Fair point. That's partially why I was asking. [ Leave it to Jim to think of these things, really. She's not all that surprised, if she's honest, but it was worth the question. She's thought about, more often lately than before, what she would do if she could go back to her life before Ergo Proxy had crashed through her ceiling knowing what she knew now. More often than not the answer was that she wouldn't change a damn thing, now that she knew what she did about her grandfather and Daedalus. In times of nostalgia that spitefulness sometimes wanes and she missed the views in her old home city, or something equally foolish to save an entire failing civilization for, but in the end the answer was that she wouldn't be able to stop anything, anyway.
For how little she's willing to share she seems amused by his reaction, at least. Probably not what he expects considering what she's sharing, but really.. she'd survived Quinn, Raul Creed, Donov Mayer and Daedalus Yumeno in the course of a month. There's not much that can phase her, really. Not anymore. ]
It's all fairly relative. [ She shrugs, arms crossing over her chest. In the moment it's maybe slightly defensive, folding back in since she'd at least released a little bit of her background to him, but it's equally a habit. ]
The way I think of it if he really wanted me well and truly dead he wouldn't have tried to kill me right in front of my doctor. Still. I wish he would've just told me to get out instead of going through the dramatics of it all. It's a little much, waking up in a hospital after nearly dying twice in the course of two weeks. [ The first time, at least, she'd only been sick, not hemorrhaging blood. Slight differences, in the end of things, but big enough in the long scheme. ]
I'm glad I did too, but if only because I can say I survived in spite of everyone else. Probably bad of me, admittedly.