by Miriam Bell » Thu Jan 26, 2023 3:30 pm
"I've been somebody's problem all my life, Sam." she says, turning fully to sit sideways on the couch, arm draped over the backrest. "You were at Muir because they had to help you get well enough to go home. I was there because I had nowhere else. With you they had something to mend so you could learn how to be around people, go home. For me they just had pity. You were... aspirational." she fans out her hands for emphasis. "I was a problem. Sure they were nice enough pretend otherwise but they were just people too and especially back then there was no hiding those kind of thoughts from me."
"So yeah... that." she begrudgingly admits. It's easy to forget that for all the hero complexing Miriam sees in Sam, the red-head is more insightful than she gives her credit for. Bloody telepaths.