( there's a shake of her head. sorry, clara, you're not getting her this time. props for effort )
This isn't a game.
( the words come a little sharper, a little less patience. it isn't frustration at clara so much as this situation and the hopelessness it fills her with )
Whoever did this is dead. Perhaps there is no way.
( she didn't truly believe that, not with how much she'd believed despite not understanding their situation. she'd been searching for information to no avail and felt a little defeated. some days she wanted to give up )
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This isn't a game.
( the words come a little sharper, a little less patience. it isn't frustration at clara so much as this situation and the hopelessness it fills her with )
Whoever did this is dead. Perhaps there is no way.
( she didn't truly believe that, not with how much she'd believed despite not understanding their situation. she'd been searching for information to no avail and felt a little defeated. some days she wanted to give up )