[Merle Dixon, always the classy intellectual. Beyond vague disgust with his simile, Carol is torn between being mildly insulted and mildly proud. She's not regretful of her actions so that prohibits her from feeling upset or particularly pleased about it; all her emotions are somewhere in a thin patch of center because she really had little choice if she wanted those captured to survive.]
[It's just what had to be done. That's how this world works. Of all the things she's done in the last ten days to be ashamed of, devastated over, the death of some murdering cannibals doesn't even make a dent.]
You know what they were doing in there? [Her tone probably doesn't do much to disprove his assessment of her coldness.]
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Date: 2014-10-18 12:22 am (UTC)[It's just what had to be done. That's how this world works. Of all the things she's done in the last ten days to be ashamed of, devastated over, the death of some murdering cannibals doesn't even make a dent.]
You know what they were doing in there? [Her tone probably doesn't do much to disprove his assessment of her coldness.]