[It brings a crease to her brow, and the echo of a frown. Her jaw goes a little tense. She's chewing something over. They're not real people anymore feels a lot like destruction is all they know. She looks up at him with a searching expression, no longer as wide-eyed and openly trusting. She still wants something, though she hopes that isn't obvious.]
Do you think you can? Stop the monsters forever, I mean.
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Do you think you can? Stop the monsters forever, I mean.