Garvin scoffed, shaking his head in disbelief. "You really don't get it, do you?" His voice was tight with frustration as he ran a hand through his hair. "You just said it yourself that you only did it because it was required. To defeat the organization leaders. To open the safe haven. That's all it was to you. A task. A mission. Nothing more?" His jaw clenched, his eyes dark with something unreadable. "Did it mean nothing to you at all?"
Scarlett hesitated, searching his face. She had never seen this expression on him before, this raw mix of anger and hurt.
"I don't understand what you're talking about, Garvin," she said bluntly, exhaling heavily. "What else does this whole thing mean? We're all doing certain things because it's our duty. It's what we have to do to survive."
