As much as Sabine doesn't want to think about it—alive and awake, here with Jack—Kell's words do make her have to consider deeper contexts. Have to consider a fact she's not sure she wants to turn over. If she knew the omniversal context of this world, would there be a way she'd suddenly agree with all of it? Understand the choices being made, the scope of the acceptable losses, and the sacrifices needed to pave the path.
Had she and her parents not made deals with similar devils, would they not, upon many counts, be counted as devils, too, both in being and in action? Especially if they were put to the decision of those who'd worked upon the Rift. Except. Except she was the outlier, wasn't she? The 'girl' who broke the rules, the pacts, the plans; who dared to take the one piece of the board that was the least and most sacrificable, but only in that order, and only the second on the last day of the world's last chance against an eternity of agonized subjugation.
It had cost her everything and set off a line of dominoes no one expected.
Sabine realizes she's been silent a little too long—a faint crease in her brow.
"Do you?" It's a piqued acquisitive. "Want to save this world? Its people?"
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Had she and her parents not made deals with similar devils, would they not, upon many counts, be counted as devils, too, both in being and in action? Especially if they were put to the decision of those who'd worked upon the Rift. Except. Except she was the outlier, wasn't she? The 'girl' who broke the rules, the pacts, the plans; who dared to take the one piece of the board that was the least and most sacrificable, but only in that order, and only the second on the last day of the world's last chance against an eternity of agonized subjugation.
It had cost her everything and set off a line of dominoes no one expected.
Sabine realizes she's been silent a little too long—a faint crease in her brow.
"Do you?" It's a piqued acquisitive. "Want to save this world? Its people?"