"Nothing gets better if you just die," she whispered, quietly. She believed that. She had to, trying to survive as she was here - surviving, as people died around her. The way it had been all of her life, actually. Ruby survives. People die. Frequently, she's the one who accidentally killed them, or else the reason they died - but... she learned long ago to keep trudging forward, and push all of that backward.

"if we're going to fight, it has to be to stop them.