[Another day, another loss. Its almost comforting, in a horrifying way, to know there's a way out. But she has too much she cares about to even consider it.
She spends her morning in the infirmary, a pile of books next to her. A lot of H. G. Wells and similar moral dilemma stuff. She wants to be on hand, in case anything should happen. That said, she's pretty invested in reading whatever this book is about. What could a title like "Understanding Concept Cores" even mean?
She ends up spending the rest of the day in the dining room without even thinking about it. She just came in for some food, but she's found herself writing down a bunch of notes, flipping through the book's pages throughout. She's practically surrounded by paper as she tries to wrap her head around this whole core concept.]
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She spends her morning in the infirmary, a pile of books next to her. A lot of H. G. Wells and similar moral dilemma stuff. She wants to be on hand, in case anything should happen. That said, she's pretty invested in reading whatever this book is about. What could a title like "Understanding Concept Cores" even mean?
She ends up spending the rest of the day in the dining room without even thinking about it. She just came in for some food, but she's found herself writing down a bunch of notes, flipping through the book's pages throughout. She's practically surrounded by paper as she tries to wrap her head around this whole core concept.]