Reminiscence

We move on from the security station.

Mom: I miss Jack.

Me: Well, maybe you shouldn’t have gotten her killed then.

Mom: Hey!

Me: You know I couldn’t even find a screenshot of her dying there? No one else on the internet thought putting her in charge of that team was a good idea. Not a single one.

Mom: She needed it! She needed someone in her life to trust her and give her an important responsibility, even if she wasn’t good enough.

Me: Then you should’ve put her in charge of the bubble! You could’ve made her feel good and then she would’ve lived!

Mom: Look, she needed to die.

Me: Did she?

Mom: Yes.

Me: …Did she really, though?

Mom: She was too tormented. She wasn’t ever gonna be happy.

Me: I’m just saying, she’s alive in my game, and she’s a drill instructor helping other kids like her.

Mom: Nah she could never do anything like that. She was too far-gone. Best I could do was give her a moment of triumph before mercy-killing her.

Me: …