[ Max doesn't say she thinks her transformation is done. Nor that ever since she first started them, she's had to rely on eating human meat for sustenance.
She doesn't say that she's been struggling with the definition of the word monster for quite some time. That from some perspectives—i thought you were getting better but you aren't are you—from some, she was already one.
Max looks out at the sunset with a distant expression. None of that would help. None of it. So she doesn't say it, instead choosing to live in the happier thoughts. The moments of reassurance. Maybe that'll work some day. ]
Yeah. [ Voice even. ] Find that happy medium, remember?
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She doesn't say that she's been struggling with the definition of the word monster for quite some time. That from some perspectives—i thought you were getting better but you aren't are you—from some, she was already one.
Max looks out at the sunset with a distant expression. None of that would help. None of it. So she doesn't say it, instead choosing to live in the happier thoughts. The moments of reassurance. Maybe that'll work some day. ]
Yeah. [ Voice even. ] Find that happy medium, remember?