Something no, something doesn't like us. [Mutants, that is. She hasn't met any humans who're falling apart at the seams.] Wants us here. Pardon. But not our powers.
[Worse, in some ways, than the world they'd both fallen out of. Ruth had been trapped, but she'd known what by. She could see how to slip the noose they were trying to lead her with.
Arms crossing around her middle, she falls quiet.]
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[Worse, in some ways, than the world they'd both fallen out of. Ruth had been trapped, but she'd known what by. She could see how to slip the noose they were trying to lead her with.
Arms crossing around her middle, she falls quiet.]
Sorry. Don't get hurt.