"I don't know if it hurts yet. It probably does," Kate admitted, crossing her arms over her knees, the sweater pulling gently under her hands. "I'm not feeling much of anything yet. Just... tired, I guess."
And she was angry, too, but there was nowhere to direct her anger. No one had taken Marshall away and Marshall hadn't decided to go (unless he had, but she didn't want to think about that). The only thing she could blame was the island, but it wasn't like she could go punch it in the face that it clearly didn't have. Directionless anger wasn't satisfying, but pointing it at anyone else now would be sort of useless.
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Date: 2012-03-13 09:11 pm (UTC)And she was angry, too, but there was nowhere to direct her anger. No one had taken Marshall away and Marshall hadn't decided to go (unless he had, but she didn't want to think about that). The only thing she could blame was the island, but it wasn't like she could go punch it in the face that it clearly didn't have. Directionless anger wasn't satisfying, but pointing it at anyone else now would be sort of useless.