[The prospect of there being action figures of them, of having their unsmiling faces stamped on lunchboxes or t-shirts, of having statues of them and their jaegers popping up all over the world almost makes her laugh, the thought so strange. She half expects that she's dreaming or they never made it back from the mission. None of this seems real, underneath layers of tediousness.]
How long do you think they could be avoided?
[She jerked her head back towards the room full of people deciding their fate, their tour schedules, their financial futures. Honestly Naoto would be fine just receiving the stipend she has now and settling somewhere quiet. She has an urge to walk out the door and keep walking.]
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How long do you think they could be avoided?
[She jerked her head back towards the room full of people deciding their fate, their tour schedules, their financial futures. Honestly Naoto would be fine just receiving the stipend she has now and settling somewhere quiet. She has an urge to walk out the door and keep walking.]