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[not again] catchall for beau

[flayn nods weakly.]

...and then they can yell at us all they want. At least then they will be alive to do so.

[ beau huffs out a laugh. ]

Yeah. Yeah, exactly. They can say whatever shit they want to us as long as they're alive. [ ... ] Hey. I'm glad you're still here.

...I am glad you are, too. [...] It scared me. When you tried to volunteer.

I'm sorry. [ she says - and it's genuine. ] I just - I had to offer. I had to put my name up for the chopping block, it's only fucking fair.

... I really don't want to die. I can't afford to.

I know... that is why I raised my hand, as well. I thought they should at least have the opportunity to... catch me.

[also, she was probably able to do it only because it would have looked more suspicious for her not to, given how she's always acted in trials up until now.]

...you will make it through this, Beau. It is... it is only a little longer, I hope.

[ yeah, beau also did just because it would've been weird not to, but. ]

I know. I will. I'm not really concerned for me anymore. [ she pulls back just a bit, hands on flayn's shoulders. ] I'm going to make it because our little survivor's club needs me to be here.

It won't be much longer. You're right. We're very, very close.

...I wish it could just be over now.

[she wants to skip through tomorrow, and the next week. perhaps the next two weeks. she doesn't know, but -

being near the end doesn't feel like enough.]