Scout just stood there, fairly confused, lost in thought.
"Huh..." She said, "I suppose you're right..." She said, sitting down beside him.
"This group really is a bunch of bastards, a bunch of idiots... nothing. Hell, I'm probobly the stupidest... Yeah, who'd have guessed?" she mumbled.
"I suppose we should have seen this coming, some of us wanted to kill each other from the start... Huh..." She mumbles.
"I suppose you're right... why do we stay? Why do I stay. Perhaps something is compelling us to, playing us like their own little toys. Maybe not? Fucked if I know..." She says.
She brings out a bottle of scrumpy, offering some of it to Jacques.
"Who knows? Maybe we're all just mad." she ways, downing some of her own bottle.
"That's the probable answer."
"Huh..." She said, "I suppose you're right..." She said, sitting down beside him.
"This group really is a bunch of bastards, a bunch of idiots... nothing. Hell, I'm probobly the stupidest... Yeah, who'd have guessed?" she mumbled.
"I suppose we should have seen this coming, some of us wanted to kill each other from the start... Huh..." She mumbles.
"I suppose you're right... why do we stay? Why do I stay. Perhaps something is compelling us to, playing us like their own little toys. Maybe not? Fucked if I know..." She says.
She brings out a bottle of scrumpy, offering some of it to Jacques.
"Who knows? Maybe we're all just mad." she ways, downing some of her own bottle.
"That's the probable answer."