[ She watches dumbly as the others fall in line, and while she knows it is best that she should follow suit, she cannot bring herself to do so, at least at first.
She will wait for the others to go before her, always with some reason or another to fall further towards the back of the line -- that one's limp was caused by her hands, because she had been starved for what had felt like ages and he had been the unfortunate candidate to meet her in the Pit; the other is too young and new and would have died had the raid not happened when it did.
Always some excuse to back away. And all because, if she is truthful to herself, she will be unable to ask for what it is that she truly wants. ]
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She will wait for the others to go before her, always with some reason or another to fall further towards the back of the line -- that one's limp was caused by her hands, because she had been starved for what had felt like ages and he had been the unfortunate candidate to meet her in the Pit; the other is too young and new and would have died had the raid not happened when it did.
Always some excuse to back away. And all because, if she is truthful to herself, she will be unable to ask for what it is that she truly wants. ]