Ellie's face was young, but hard. She didn't carry the pity or compassion that so many others did, nor could she feign such emotions. "Calamity spawn? Interesting. No, I do not think we've reached this level just yet." In fact, to her, it seemed more than a touch melodramatic.
But who was she to talk, throwing her sword at her Moogle in a fit of impotent rage?
"But it is true; we lack direction, and find only hardships that serve to further break us down. At this point, there is little left to lose." She turned her head to look back at the monitor and nodded at it. "I do not think keeping secrets will serve you well, if you want my opinion. But that's all it is. An opinion."
She wouldn't mind taking a crack at her own file. Hell, as honest and forthright as so many heroes were, she wouldn't be surprised if opening her file resulted in nothing more than a group hug.
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But who was she to talk, throwing her sword at her Moogle in a fit of impotent rage?
"But it is true; we lack direction, and find only hardships that serve to further break us down. At this point, there is little left to lose." She turned her head to look back at the monitor and nodded at it. "I do not think keeping secrets will serve you well, if you want my opinion. But that's all it is. An opinion."
She wouldn't mind taking a crack at her own file. Hell, as honest and forthright as so many heroes were, she wouldn't be surprised if opening her file resulted in nothing more than a group hug.