Don't say that. Comstock would have thought of something worse.
[ She's pessimistic in her odd bursts of hope. When it comes to Comstock, she always is. She wouldn't ever get to tell him how much she hates him - how he's a vile stain on mankind. ]
Booker... don't... don't say that.
[ They didn't have aliens on their ship. She's not sure how he died or what circumstances... but she knows it was his own doing or he was killed. Both options pain her. He tries and reassure her but she starts crying again, knowing the first man to show her kindness was dead. And she was helpless. ]
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[ She's pessimistic in her odd bursts of hope. When it comes to Comstock, she always is. She wouldn't ever get to tell him how much she hates him - how he's a vile stain on mankind. ]
Booker... don't... don't say that.
[ They didn't have aliens on their ship. She's not sure how he died or what circumstances... but she knows it was his own doing or he was killed. Both options pain her. He tries and reassure her but she starts crying again, knowing the first man to show her kindness was dead. And she was helpless. ]
What? What do I know...?