
"No one innocent hurt? Besides you? Broen wasn't innocent. Zora didn't seem to have a scratch on her. Shit, Jude, I know I probably shouldn't be as angry as I am, but it feels wastefully reckless. I just... I couldn't be there and I can barely be here for either of you now. The best I got is getting her to see it was fucking stupid. She
should be shaken up. I'm struggling to feel sorry when your hand is fucked up and Broen has stitches in his side and she came out without a scratch on her.
"I don't even know how much anyone else was hurt, but they could have all died. They could have died easily, so why does only Broen seem to matter? Why was he the only one who gets verbal worry? I care about the both of you more than I do those random people, but... I still wonder about them. I still want to--"
She clenched her fist. Heh. Cool it on the intensity. Rory looked away from him, scrunched her face to hold back any more tears. It wasn't as bad as when Jude's arm got exploded, she reminded herself. That was a fucking weak solace, though. Rory had been so upset then, she couldn't cry. She'd felt... dead inside.