It wasn’t the screaming or the killing which made her feel weak and stupid. It was the way that her colleagues reacted. Like they were filling out paperwork, or eating breakfast. Killing, in inhumane and terrible ways, was so normal that they looked at Moraine Shifra strangely for not being able to watch.
“Buck up, love,” Riddle told her. The others seemed amused, like it was an offhand comment. But she knew it was a warning.
After they had looted the last reality-hopping watch, from the last fried and bloody arm of the last LRHE agent, Shifra could barely stomach the rest of their plans. She kept close by and pretended to be doing things, but in reality she was just acquiring information on the plan itself.
And how to stop it, if she eventually felt like suicide. Because they would kill her for trying, even Riddle, and she knew that now. But she couldn’t do it anymore. She just wanted to go somewhere and live out the rest of her days in the bottom of a hole.
(Source: velvetdemon.net)
