“My fingers,” she moaned, as she looked at her hand.  “I ran as fast as I could, but it wasn’t fast enough.  She kept catching me.”

Hey, at least you’re lucky she was playing with her food.

“I know.  There was nothing you could have done,” I said.

“It’s not right,” Amy shook her head.  She was still backing away. “This isn’t the way things should be.  Superpowers and Endbringers and things like Siberian… it’s so fucked up.  We- there should be a way to fight back, but there isn’t, so much of the time.”

Hey, you know how I’ve talked about Amy and Taylor being similar in some ways?

This brings me back to 8.8, even though that was more specifically about the hero/villain distinction being a bit grayer than it should be.

“There is,” I said.  “It’s hard to find, but there’s always a way.”

This might be the most optimistic line we’ve ever heard from Taylor’s mouth.

But it’s not out of character in the slightest, because this is exactly what she’s been trying to do. She has practiced what she’s preaching, against overwhelming odds.

Taylor fights for hope.

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