Nina's voice was plaintive, hopeless, and lost. She didn't disagree with Murphy in the slightest. On the contrary, she felt her veins flood with hot anger while at the same time, it felt like there was a painful tug on her heartstrings. To do this to adults was bad enough. But to trap children in a place like this? That was unspeakable, and unforgivable.
But she knew, too, that it seemed completely impossible that they'd be able to do anything. All Nina could do was repeat her question, sounding just as plaintive and lost as before.
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Nina's voice was plaintive, hopeless, and lost. She didn't disagree with Murphy in the slightest. On the contrary, she felt her veins flood with hot anger while at the same time, it felt like there was a painful tug on her heartstrings. To do this to adults was bad enough. But to trap children in a place like this? That was unspeakable, and unforgivable.
But she knew, too, that it seemed completely impossible that they'd be able to do anything. All Nina could do was repeat her question, sounding just as plaintive and lost as before.
"Murphy, what can we do?"