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and something something about ryland, who's the closest to her, also falling into the notion that she's untouchable. he fails to see her as a person. whenever eva accepts yet another burden, he thinks of it as her strength, never as her guilt. he washed his hands off it despite being her second in command.

Eva Strapp or whatever

and then thinking about all the people who call her cold or uncaring or clinical about what she has to do to save earth. eva stratt, who had silly t-shirts and vodka and favorite meals stored in the Hail Mary and treated with the same level of importance as the finely tuned equipment and the centrifuge the entire planet relies on for salvation.

and then thinking about eva stratt nodding and saying, “yeah, I’m pretty awful. that’s why i’m in charge” with a neutral expression and even believing it. as if crafting the most beautiful coffin and homage to her soon-to-be dead friends won’t haunt her always.

thinking about eva stratt being the first person on the “eva stratt is a monster” train, welcoming ryland grace aboard and knowing she believed in him more than anyone else.

to be loved is to be understood

to be loved is to be seen

to be loved is to be heard

to love is to let go

Relationships Goal : I send you to die and let you haunt me in my mind. I see you in my loneliness, in the peripheral where you no longer exist.