[He's not sure it's anything nearly that rational or well-intentioned, even with the caveat of instinct involved -- he'd truly wanted to give Talcott whatever he could, at the very end, but there was just a point passed where everything... slowed down, and accelerated, and the cats were there. Another person he failed. One more body to step over.
He closes his eyes for a moment, checks that all the things that were just rustled up have quieted again. He can't keep doing this.]
... It was useless. Those cats... they must have been like the moose. I don't know. [his words are getting away from him again] I don't know what we're being sacrificed to.
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[He's not sure it's anything nearly that rational or well-intentioned, even with the caveat of instinct involved -- he'd truly wanted to give Talcott whatever he could, at the very end, but there was just a point passed where everything... slowed down, and accelerated, and the cats were there. Another person he failed. One more body to step over.
He closes his eyes for a moment, checks that all the things that were just rustled up have quieted again. He can't keep doing this.]
... It was useless. Those cats... they must have been like the moose. I don't know. [his words are getting away from him again] I don't know what we're being sacrificed to.