[ Being with Rhys at least gave her some chance of making a difference. Of doing good and tending to someone other than herself. She hates the fact that people have put themselves on the line for her, that sacrificed their own feelings for her. Elizabeth wanted freedom more than anything she could imagine, but in death? She resigns to the four walls designated to her.
Elizabeth had "died" three times now, falling in her own sense of morality. Whether she's truly dead or some... program waiting to be restarted, she wanted to keep doing good. She tries - but in the end, she wants nothing more than to rest. To say the right prayer for a miracle.
And her eyes jet open when she hears the knock. It makes her jump, flinching as she stirs in the bed. She's quick to act, jetting off the bed towards the door but she stops at the doorknob.
His voice hits her ears.
Elizabeth thinks of the moment when Booker offered her the key out of her tower. That moment of choice where she could open the door and feel better or stay in fear.
...unlike in Columbia, she lowers her hand against the door frame and stays silent for a few moments. She chooses the cage. ]
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Elizabeth had "died" three times now, falling in her own sense of morality. Whether she's truly dead or some... program waiting to be restarted, she wanted to keep doing good. She tries - but in the end, she wants nothing more than to rest. To say the right prayer for a miracle.
And her eyes jet open when she hears the knock. It makes her jump, flinching as she stirs in the bed. She's quick to act, jetting off the bed towards the door but she stops at the doorknob.
His voice hits her ears.
Elizabeth thinks of the moment when Booker offered her the key out of her tower. That moment of choice where she could open the door and feel better or stay in fear.
...unlike in Columbia, she lowers her hand against the door frame and stays silent for a few moments. She chooses the cage. ]