[ quieter: ] I know. The real enemy's - whoever, or whatever is doing this. Whatever dragged us here in the first place.

[ it's just hard when the reasoning straight from her mouth was so similar - when people can be weighed as sacrifices, when everyone you knew died once exactly the same.

strohl can differentiate when he's not caught up in abrasive, tunnel vision fury, here in the quiet evening. the difference between a tyrant madman and a woman possessed. he knows. he's logical. it's just hard. ]

She's a victim too.