Frowning slightly, Rachel considered her brother's words. Who was coming, what old friend? Rachel couldn't fathom it, but then she didn't need to because Aliya's words pretty much derailed her.
"Don't... It's what he deserved, but it doesn't need to be celebrated. Really. And I'm pretty sure I'm already watching over myself, so we've got that covered." She wasn't going to feel guilt over killing Stryfe, she wasn't, but she still felt that stone in the pit of her stomach. She'd never be at ease with killing, but it was getting easier to do.
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Date: 2012-06-12 02:12 am (UTC)"Don't... It's what he deserved, but it doesn't need to be celebrated. Really. And I'm pretty sure I'm already watching over myself, so we've got that covered." She wasn't going to feel guilt over killing Stryfe, she wasn't, but she still felt that stone in the pit of her stomach. She'd never be at ease with killing, but it was getting easier to do.