Who wants to feel everything everyone else feels all the time?
Humans were peculiar. They were by turns squeamish and appallingly violent.
But when you slice truth too thin, you deceive.
She had of course, kept working. He liked to think she would have moved under the table to continue her task if a gun battle had broken out, but he wasn't sure.
But not all scars showed, did they?
Guilt always makes the other feelings worse.