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[When the Oregon Trail became a horror movie filled with zombies, what did Maya do?
Did she help fight against them? No, she did not.
Did she help heal people who had been hurt fighting? No, she did not.
Did she do anything that would have been of any use to anyone? No, she did not.
So now that they've all finally managed to leave the zombies behind, ( Read more... )
Did she help fight against them? No, she did not.
Did she help heal people who had been hurt fighting? No, she did not.
Did she do anything that would have been of any use to anyone? No, she did not.
So now that they've all finally managed to leave the zombies behind, ( Read more... )
So he heads over, putting slightly more pressure on one leg than the other: he's healing, but he did get himself wounded on a rather ill-planned supply raid.
The only trouble is - what does he say?]
Sorry for disturbing you. But - there's still room around the fires.
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Yeah, but I... I'm okay over here...
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[There's an unspoken "but" hanging at the end of that phrase. He's not sure what to say or even whether he should speak up, so he'll hover for a bit, worried. Part of him is tempted to just excuse himself and walk away, but that's because it's easier. He doesn't want to choose the easy option any more.]
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Really, it's okay. The space by the fire should go to the people who actually did stuff when we had to deal with the zombies... they're the ones who really deserve the comfort of it.
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[He actually looks hurt. "Deserve" - he knows that line of thought. Too well.]
Everybody's overwhelmed. There's not a person at that fire who doesn't wish they did something differently. I'm sure of it.
I don't know your circumstances, but...isn't it better to take care of yourself so you can act without regrets tomorrow?
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But that doesn't mean you shouldn't treasure yourself. The chance to make a difference will surely come.
Besides, isn't running and hiding doing something? You looked after yourself, so the friends you've made, and the people waiting for you at home, wouldn't have to worry or cry.
Even if you hate yourself right now...take care. For them.
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[...That made sense in her head, at least.]
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He looks dejected for a moment, as if berating himself for his own relative uselessness. But...no, there's something wrong. Something in her premise is wrong!
It sounds too familiar, too similar to how he used to think, to be right.]
No...that's not right. It can't be right. I can't accept such a premise.
[And he's got a very good reason! He just...needs a moment to figure out how to put it into words.]
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Well then, what's your premise?
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...first, it's pointless to blame yourself for things that didn't happen. Your friends did come back safely. And you have time to discover what you can do for them, if this ever happens again.
But even if they'd been hurt...
[This is the hard part. The part where he knows what other people would tell him, but is still learning to accept himself.]
Even if you think being there would have made a difference, in the end, you can't know. I - can't ask you not to regret. Regrets are natural. But isn't punishing yourself only giving in to those regrets, not finding a way to live without them?
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What do you - enjoy doing?
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Then, the next time something happens...
You'd know best how the power operates. But if you think now of ways to use your ability later, you'll meet the next crisis with a plan.
[And he gives her a quizzical look, like he wants to learn more but isn't sure whether to derail the conversation.]
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