Night, Garden behind Sanctity
Zhaan considered, briefly, bothering Batou and talking things over with him. But there was no point in crying on the man. If she did cry.
At that point, she wasn't sure what she would do. So, instead, she had a bottle of wine, the sky overhead to get lost in--and there was a thought. Getting lost. Forgetting her past, their future. It was a momentary idea that she only briefly considered with a sigh.
Forgetting would solve nothing.
Of course, finding a Diagnostician on Earth might prove difficult. She sighed.
Easier to drink and enjoy the night, and hope that things would look better in the morning.
[If they do, you can be sure you're on the wrong ship.]
At that point, she wasn't sure what she would do. So, instead, she had a bottle of wine, the sky overhead to get lost in--and there was a thought. Getting lost. Forgetting her past, their future. It was a momentary idea that she only briefly considered with a sigh.
Forgetting would solve nothing.
Of course, finding a Diagnostician on Earth might prove difficult. She sighed.
Easier to drink and enjoy the night, and hope that things would look better in the morning.
[If they do, you can be sure you're on the wrong ship.]