“We never had a chance,” he said. “Look at all this. We never stood a chance against this.” “We did not,”… — James S. A. Corey
“We never had a chance,” he said. “Look at all this. We never stood a chance against this.”
“We did not,” Else agreed. “Too bad we didn’t know.”
“Knowing wouldn’t have mattered.”…
“We’d have fought anyway,” he said, thinking of Ostencour and his improvised knife. Synnia wrestling down the guard. “It’s what we do.”
“I don’t know if that idea is stupid or noble,” Else said.
“Human,” Dafyd said. “It’s just human. We don’t stop just because there’s no hope.”
Else nodded, stopped with her brow furrowed. A tear dropped from her eye unnoticed, and she shrugged. “There's always hope for something. Just not always…not always what we want.”
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“You know what this is. This is a sign.”
“A sign,” he said.
“The tools we needed to take on our new project, given to us exactly when we needed them. It’s the universe telling us that Ostencour’s plan is the right thing to do.”
“Or the natural playing out of consequences,” Campar said, trying for lightness. “Hard to tell those apart sometimes.”
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