"What do you mean when you say that we're forgetting our situation? Is that literal or figurative? And, more importantly, what happens to the dead after that? Do they cease to exist? And if so, isn't that like dying all over again?" - Berlioz
“I mean, tell me, Berlioz.”
“How extensively do you actually feel your situation?”
“Do you think there’s any way out of this? Have you not actually conceptualized that you, like the ones you’ve seen laid out before you, are soon to die? Have you not grappled with the mortality of your situation?”
“Do you meet strangers in weird corners? Do you drink things people offer you without waiting for them to take a sip first? Have you ever slept in a room with someone you didn’t know very well? Have you constructed contingencies, and back-up plans, and everything else to keep you and your teammates safe? Have you conceptualized that voting for a person is voting for them to die -- regardless of whatever you might dress it up as?”
“Have you realized that you are both complicit in your situation, while thinking you are above it all? And I don’t mean to single you out. I’m speaking to you all.”
“For all your grand speeches and promises, for all your blessings and curses -- have you ever actually realized that Chirin, Vixen, and now Lucita and Dola -- they’re dead? That they never come back?”
“I sometimes doubt it, and for a while I was willing to see how it panned out -- but considering how lackadaisically you all treat their real, final resting places...”
“So maybe my characterization was unfair. In fact, perhaps a better question would be....”
“Have you actually ever felt the full weight of your reality?”
