She dodged every goddamn missile. [ a shake of her head and a quiet snort ] How the fuck any of us didn’t realise what was really going on with her sooner…

[ Hell, she didn’t know what Texas was until the rig. North never told her the whole story whilst they were on the run. ]

And, well, you weren’t wrong, s’just that he had to carry me out and didn’t exactly ask if I wanted to go with him.

…probably would’ve gone with him anyway, that’s what fuckin’ gets me. The whole time we were on the run, I kept telling myself I could leave. Fuck off into the night whilst he was asleep. Get away, away from the Project, away from him.

[ She sighs. Her voice gets quieter. ]

But I could never do it.

[ Ducky called the twins codependent. York on the rig pointed out how they’d spent the whole lives together and didn’t know how to be without the other. Neither were wrong. Her whole life was shaped by being a twin, being one of a set. It was always Andrew and Anja, then North and South. She could never leave him behind, not until... ]

S’all pretty fuckin’ cheap to say, I know. Considering— y’know.