Feeling this...sad (or stressed, or grieving, or whatever terrible combination had taken her over) was so unlike Gwin her skin fairly itched with it. She looked at Z'ash finally, eyes huge and even greener than usual in their greenish-brown with barely unspilled tears. "Is that? Everyone just needing to feel important? While - while -"
It had been terrible, sending everyone away. She had started to understand that, truly, and should have realized it sooner, but this was so. much. worse. Everyone had to understand that, didn't they?
They had no choice. There was - almost - no one left.
She might have said that last bit aloud, but at that point the tears went spilling out anyway, so who would have noticed?
