[ so he does believe her -- unless he's just playing along with her joke, but if he is, he has a very good deadpan face, dana is impressed. the surprise she expected, the interest too, but the concern... well, maybe she's been too fucked up by the past few hours of attempted murder by everyone who wasn't a best friend of hers, but the concern is a bit surprising. nice! but surprising. ]
Yeah, redneck torture zombies. That was... [ it's too fresh to joke about, and too horrific to explain, so dana leaves it at that. the haunted look on her face should say everything that she can't, though.
the haunted look is replaced by a look of confusion at his next words. dana hadn't even considered that possibility, and is still, in fact, not considering it. call it willfull ignorance, but the idea of becoming the very thing that almost killed her -- should have killed her but miraculously didn't -- is one that dana will fight with all she's got. ]
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Yeah, redneck torture zombies. That was... [ it's too fresh to joke about, and too horrific to explain, so dana leaves it at that. the haunted look on her face should say everything that she can't, though.
the haunted look is replaced by a look of confusion at his next words. dana hadn't even considered that possibility, and is still, in fact, not considering it. call it willfull ignorance, but the idea of becoming the very thing that almost killed her -- should have killed her but miraculously didn't -- is one that dana will fight with all she's got. ]
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