"Everything is tough. Call it the human condition," a pause, and she leans her back up against the counter for support and momentarily stares up at the ceiling. "Everyone goes through shit. I can't stand the people who just let that shit beat them. By choice. The people who don't even try to fight it. Life is hard. Being alive is hard. That doesn't give them an excuse to just... check out completely."

A sigh, and she shakes her head and looks back at him. "I might just be a hard-ass but I don't have any sympathy for people who let the things they have to deal with win."

There was a point, around the time she first met Firo, that she nearly became one of those people. But it's been nearly two months since then, and she's done a lot of trying since then.