[Oswin can feel it, the overwhelming loneliness and fear. Probably because she's felt it before, stuck going mad in her tiny little pod. Maybe it hadn't been properly real, but that didn't mean she hadn't felt it all, every single day she spent shut away on a planet full of monsters.
There's a lump building her in throat that she swallows with just a little difficulty.] ...We could go back. [No, they can't.]
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There's a lump building her in throat that she swallows with just a little difficulty.] ...We could go back. [No, they can't.]