"If you want something to die for, I can give it to you." - Eva; @scapexgoated
Is she looking for something to die for? The question crosses her mind. A heat building behind her eyes. Zu'elah scratches her forehead in thought, a nervous habit she's picked up when trying to hide her emotions. Maybe she is looking for something to die for. Maybe it's an excuse to run away.
The thought of the planet dying, descending into the hunger and struggles that she remembers from her youth. It scares her. No, it terrifies her. Dropping her hand back to her side, she shakes her head.
"I don't have a death wish; I don't want to be here when the world falls into chaos." And despite the sharp fear dancing in her chest, Zu'elah locks eyes with Eva and says with a shrug, "I don't know if that makes me a coward, an idiot, or a whole new category, but it's the truth. The world is about to get royally fucked. I'm sure you did your research. I spent 3 years on the streets as a kid. That..." Zu'elah shakes her head. "I'd rather pick space."
