[ lbr the how is the easiest part, the why is what sets everyone to wondering, outside of frustrated ambitions of their own

grandmannie is a shrugasaurus today on the other hand whoops ]

It is. But it's easier to be lonely than to justify how you can be friends with these people that you're going to hurt so badly in the future, even if they live, even if you're not the one responsible for them dying. I couldn't do it.

[ listening to her father was easier, and her own goal, different from the rest, had meant a very exclusionary existence. no one was going to want to know annie leonhart in that future, except to want her dead. probably. who knows. she's crystal these days, we don't have to worry about it! ]

Or at least I tried very hard not to make painful connections.