She looks at and adjusts her hands over and over again, looking at her lap as she thinks.
She knows that Lauren can't be the only carnival member who's been turned, and brought back to t he carnival grounds.
"In the event that there is no helping you, Lauren, I'm afraid I don't think I can kill you." For one thing, Susan would maybe hate her forever? It's definitely true, but she doesn't know him super well, just yet. For another, she's just—not sure it's in her. If she ever had to murder, she doesn't think her first kill could be someone like Lauren. Someone she knows, even a little bit, and isn't fighting back.
She wants to say that someone else would probably do it, but instead, she looks back up to him, feeling her thoughts are organized.
"As for Susan's safety—I think you're right, but what do you suggest? That you leave your trailer, or that Susan does?"
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She knows that Lauren can't be the only carnival member who's been turned, and brought back to t he carnival grounds.
"In the event that there is no helping you, Lauren, I'm afraid I don't think I can kill you." For one thing, Susan would maybe hate her forever? It's definitely true, but she doesn't know him super well, just yet. For another, she's just—not sure it's in her. If she ever had to murder, she doesn't think her first kill could be someone like Lauren. Someone she knows, even a little bit, and isn't fighting back.
She wants to say that someone else would probably do it, but instead, she looks back up to him, feeling her thoughts are organized.
"As for Susan's safety—I think you're right, but what do you suggest? That you leave your trailer, or that Susan does?"