Like it takes someone liking you for them to fuck you over.

[Be more edgy, children.]

[Ellie lets out a sigh, thinking how she'll get this across. She likes the way Legolas told it, where he was just telling the story of the world, and not bothering with the smaller details of his life. That's what she meant, when she said he was holding back. She doesn't think he owes her the whole truth, wouldn't ask for it. She just knows the sound and shape of half-truths.]

We don't got any of that space shit. I'd say the world was 'normal', but I dunno what that is; old people just talk about it all the fucking time. I was born, like, six years after this fuckin'... plague hit. Everywhere. The way they tell it, it took like less than a year before everything was over. And I mean everything. People evacuated, but a lot of them went to the wrong fucking place, or the right places that went wrong. The QZs are shit; FEDRA runs them like the fuckin' gestapo.

[Ellie doesn't know what 'gestapo' is, except it was used derisively in a few books she's read, and she's mostly sure she's pronouncing it right.]