Yeah, I'd appreciate it if that could kill my own walkers.
( maybe the world would be less fucked up then. she quiets, closing her eyes as mabel explains. it hurts. she wasn't there at the time, but it still- it hurts to think of dipper bit and dying and someone he loves needing to kill him-
she can't imagine how difficult and painful it must have been for mabel. it must have been terrible, traumatic. another one of those moments that stay, that weigh. mabel doesn't have to finish the sentence. clementine understands without wanting to understand- without wanting to be able to picture it so easily, but she's seen it time and time again.
dipper and mabel have just always been separate from it, free from it except here- except in wonderland. no wonder they'd want to leave and go back to a place where that hasn't happened- to a place where zombies can be killed by singing. )
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( maybe the world would be less fucked up then. she quiets, closing her eyes as mabel explains. it hurts. she wasn't there at the time, but it still- it hurts to think of dipper bit and dying and someone he loves needing to kill him-
she can't imagine how difficult and painful it must have been for mabel. it must have been terrible, traumatic. another one of those moments that stay, that weigh. mabel doesn't have to finish the sentence. clementine understands without wanting to understand- without wanting to be able to picture it so easily, but she's seen it time and time again.
dipper and mabel have just always been separate from it, free from it except here- except in wonderland. no wonder they'd want to leave and go back to a place where that hasn't happened- to a place where zombies can be killed by singing. )
I'm so sorry.