[Madmen kill themselves with a WMD to kill two million innocents. Stand alone in a complex and realize you will never see your parents nor your house again. Helplessly watch your friends be deformed and killed. See whole planets burn until they are glass.
One man that knew of the S-II project once wondered how come none of these children went insane with the things that were done to them. More than once does Daisy wonder if that man was even right to assume none of them went unscarred.]
... Same way I've been going out more, then. [There's a hint of humor. If she's faced fanatic enemies screaming for her death, lacking the courage to go to a party, she realizes, is just silly. Her words are strangely calm as she continues.] Some things the Malnosso do, the kidnappings, the experiments, the drafts, [The loss of a whole life as if it had never existed.], I've seen them before. I think you already know the effects it's had on me.
...
But it's better than the alternative.
[Being broken. Being defeated. Never a Spartan philosophy.
Daisy sits silent for a moment, staring at the sky. Then turns to hit Adell's shoulder -- A gesture of affection. Feel lucky, as it's not in full metallic armor while in winter.]
Thank you for listening, sir.
[This level of closeness is usually reserved to fellow Spartans of superior rank. The difference is that she's feeling more and more at home with Adell, so to speak.]
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One man that knew of the S-II project once wondered how come none of these children went insane with the things that were done to them. More than once does Daisy wonder if that man was even right to assume none of them went unscarred.]
... Same way I've been going out more, then. [There's a hint of humor. If she's faced fanatic enemies screaming for her death, lacking the courage to go to a party, she realizes, is just silly. Her words are strangely calm as she continues.] Some things the Malnosso do, the kidnappings, the experiments, the drafts, [The loss of a whole life as if it had never existed.], I've seen them before. I think you already know the effects it's had on me.
...
But it's better than the alternative.
[Being broken. Being defeated. Never a Spartan philosophy.
Daisy sits silent for a moment, staring at the sky. Then turns to hit Adell's shoulder -- A gesture of affection. Feel lucky, as it's not in full metallic armor while in winter.]
Thank you for listening, sir.
[This level of closeness is usually reserved to fellow Spartans of superior rank. The difference is that she's feeling more and more at home with Adell, so to speak.]