[ It's a conscious effort, to not let herself be goaded into revealing too much information. Although that sort of hinges on her actually having some sort of plan or information to reveal. All she has is herself, Mal, and their combined resilience.
They're survivors. They'll figure out something.
It doesn't last for long, sitting up straight on her bunk, the low light illuminates the peaks of Morozova's collar poking out from her hair. ]
Since when do you care about what I think?
[ He's seemed perfectly content to make a path for the both of them regardless of what she wanted. Even if it resembled something she wanted. She doesn't have the luxury of forgetting. She's choked by it every moment of the day. ]
no subject
They're survivors. They'll figure out something.
It doesn't last for long, sitting up straight on her bunk, the low light illuminates the peaks of Morozova's collar poking out from her hair. ]
Since when do you care about what I think?
[ He's seemed perfectly content to make a path for the both of them regardless of what she wanted. Even if it resembled something she wanted. She doesn't have the luxury of forgetting. She's choked by it every moment of the day. ]