[He doesn't say it wasn't your fault, because hells, it probably was. It was his fault, too. There are no conciliatory words, there's nothing that ever makes it better. It just is. The reality of whatever damned star or world or planet they find themselves on, that gives them a weapon and a will and an able body and makes none of it matter, makes it all the more bitter to live with when it chews up those girls and swallows their futures anyway.]
leaves you wondering what good you are, letting it happen as you did
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[He doesn't say it wasn't your fault, because hells, it probably was. It was his fault, too. There are no conciliatory words, there's nothing that ever makes it better. It just is. The reality of whatever damned star or world or planet they find themselves on, that gives them a weapon and a will and an able body and makes none of it matter, makes it all the more bitter to live with when it chews up those girls and swallows their futures anyway.]
leaves you wondering what good you are, letting it happen as you did