Yeah? Maybe they're the group we're trying to get Murphy to. His blood's supposed to make a cure.
[It's a nice thought, but something tells her they're talking about totally different things. She would've heard of a group called the Fireflies by now, if they were the ones they were trying to reach. She smiles through it anyway, knowing that any little tiny piece of hope they can hold onto is a good thing.
Since I just decided they've been aimlessly walking this entire time, they've reached the observation deck. Where there's stars. So many stars. It's a pretty breathtaking sight, and makes Cassandra forget about discussing depressing things.]
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[It's a nice thought, but something tells her they're talking about totally different things. She would've heard of a group called the Fireflies by now, if they were the ones they were trying to reach. She smiles through it anyway, knowing that any little tiny piece of hope they can hold onto is a good thing.
Since I just decided they've been aimlessly walking this entire time, they've reached the observation deck. Where there's stars. So many stars. It's a pretty breathtaking sight, and makes Cassandra forget about discussing depressing things.]