[ In part because there's no guarantee anyone's around long enough to make it work out, let alone get a team of top notch everybody's to take on the long haul of that series of fights. ]
People are good at inventing their own regrets. But I think that's normal. Hesitating, or not taking that chance, or regretting that you did. It's not bad, all the time. Maybe a good reason not to... I don't know. Dwell.
[ Annie knows that saying this is silly when she wakes up from nightmares coloured by her own regrets, but she's also not letting that stop her from living. Which... is something. ]
Yeah, better not to. Though I met some people who dwell that are damn good to have on your side. Got a sorta determination that'll walk you right through a minefield. Likewise I met some people that dwell that turn into hate machines when they assume jerking some people over will make them feel better.
Wish I could tell them that ain't the way it works. But I can get them drunk or give them something distracting to do.
[He'd ask her more on her own regrets, but it seems personal. Not to suggest he wouldn't despite that, but that's a thing best done with plenty of bourbon or another alcoholic accompaniment.]
That's another thing about a good distraction. It lets you suss out what kind of pride someone trips up on. Pride in who they are or in what they can do. Sometimes its both, but if they got too much of it, it's as much dead weight as it is a booster.
Anyway, I figure the booze wasn't meant to provoke a bunch of philosophy or judgment.
[Drifter is full of judgment, most of it a useful hunt for weaknesses, allegiances, or cautions. His life has always depended on it. Just because he can come back doesn't mean he likes being in a position where he can be killed.]
Alcohol might induce either one. I don't mind either way. Conversations become whatever they become.
[ and she doesn't care about people's opinions until she Cares, which makes it easy to just... not care about most opinions that weren't weighed against whatever she had to get done. ]
Honestly, back home it's real easy for a conversation with someone to go the way in finding out they got a gun behind their back. [Or charging up and ready to fire as a secret attack.]
As much fun as I find living it hard I do like being in a place where worst you'll get from another human being is a bit of sass or a thrown fist. Makes opinions a lot easier to dispense.
[You don't have to have a hand as quick as his to be confident in sharing them.]
I know it's pretty normal for people to end up being human here again.
But do people sometimes have little things stick with them?
I had a few things wrong with me.[He saw as 'wrong' but they were, he supposes, very right as far as warnings.] But I'm still always hungry here. Not as bad as it was, but it's still there.
As long as it's within the "definition" of what might be human. People can have high metabolisms. People can be chronically ill. Or more strong than average, or faster, or whatever the hell you want to call it. So yes, as long as it's not changing the base nature of what is considered "human" too far, then things seem to stick.
The cause might have changed. I don't know what made you insatiable in your world. Here it might be as simple as what I mentioned before. The whole fast metabolism thing.
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[ In part because there's no guarantee anyone's around long enough to make it work out, let alone get a team of top notch everybody's to take on the long haul of that series of fights. ]
People are good at inventing their own regrets. But I think that's normal. Hesitating, or not taking that chance, or regretting that you did. It's not bad, all the time. Maybe a good reason not to... I don't know. Dwell.
[ Annie knows that saying this is silly when she wakes up from nightmares coloured by her own regrets, but she's also not letting that stop her from living. Which... is something. ]
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Wish I could tell them that ain't the way it works. But I can get them drunk or give them something distracting to do.
[He'd ask her more on her own regrets, but it seems personal. Not to suggest he wouldn't despite that, but that's a thing best done with plenty of bourbon or another alcoholic accompaniment.]
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People have to want to listen. Distractions are easier to swallow without getting confused over something like "pride."
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Anyway, I figure the booze wasn't meant to provoke a bunch of philosophy or judgment.
[Drifter is full of judgment, most of it a useful hunt for weaknesses, allegiances, or cautions. His life has always depended on it. Just because he can come back doesn't mean he likes being in a position where he can be killed.]
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[ and she doesn't care about people's opinions until she Cares, which makes it easy to just... not care about most opinions that weren't weighed against whatever she had to get done. ]
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As much fun as I find living it hard I do like being in a place where worst you'll get from another human being is a bit of sass or a thrown fist. Makes opinions a lot easier to dispense.
[You don't have to have a hand as quick as his to be confident in sharing them.]
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But do people sometimes have little things stick with them?
I had a few things wrong with me.[He saw as 'wrong' but they were, he supposes, very right as far as warnings.] But I'm still always hungry here. Not as bad as it was, but it's still there.
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The cause might have changed. I don't know what made you insatiable in your world. Here it might be as simple as what I mentioned before. The whole fast metabolism thing.
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[He'll blame his ghost.]
Good to know I can still fit in and want to eat a whole turkey in one sitting.
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[ Talk about big appetites: hers was purely natural. ]