[Sheba has her hands over her ears and is crouched down, curled up in on herself and trying to block everything out. The shadows - Amelia - they're not the same thing but right now their voices are blurring together. She wants to be alone - wants the shadows to leave - but she also doesn't.
Because it isn't the shadows that are the most doubtful of who she is and what she's been doing.
In the end, it's herself. Why me? Why am I here when everyone else isn't? had been something she'd wondered - and then she'd found Felix and lost him again - Why do I get to stay when he goes? - and then Saturos, and she'd had what she knows was a terrible thought - Why has he been saved when my friends are still in danger?
And then, If I can think something like that, why would I deserve to be saved? I'm just as bad.
The things the shadows were saying wouldn't be anywhere near as hurtful if they weren't somewhat true.
That thought haunts her, and though the shadow of Jenna is a few feet away - it's not approaching again. But Sheba likely won't respond to anything said by anyone else - not the shadow, not Amelia - because she is so focused on blocking it all out.]
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Because it isn't the shadows that are the most doubtful of who she is and what she's been doing.
In the end, it's herself. Why me? Why am I here when everyone else isn't? had been something she'd wondered - and then she'd found Felix and lost him again - Why do I get to stay when he goes? - and then Saturos, and she'd had what she knows was a terrible thought - Why has he been saved when my friends are still in danger?
And then, If I can think something like that, why would I deserve to be saved? I'm just as bad.
The things the shadows were saying wouldn't be anywhere near as hurtful if they weren't somewhat true.
That thought haunts her, and though the shadow of Jenna is a few feet away - it's not approaching again. But Sheba likely won't respond to anything said by anyone else - not the shadow, not Amelia - because she is so focused on blocking it all out.]