[ The answer to that... could be very simple. In the matter of Garden security, what reason would she have not to tell him? Their worlds are not exactly the same, but wouldn't he still understand the gravity of the situation better than the natives in charge she's already told?
But of course, it's not like that at all, and Claire doesn't have an answer for him-- can't explain why she's talking now. She has no idea what to do here. None.
The fact that she's completely and utterly doomed is a conclusion she's already visited. If Rosch was lying, if he was a trick of some sort (which isn't out of the realm of possibility, given the influx of visitors with little better title than villains into this world), it... it still doesn't matter. The evidence is still there; the rules were changing even before Claire was whisked away to this place.
She's in major trouble. Should she return to her home as she is now, how is she supposed to explain the differences in her? And even if she could, how is she supposed to explain her involvement in the Palamecia, letting the Sanctum's flagship fall without the Pulse l'Cie going down with her? If Hope Estheim is alive, how is she supposed explain that?
And even if she were to bend to the possibility that she's been betrayed, that the Sanctum fal'Cie and the Pulse l'Cie aren't what she's been trained to believe over the course of her entire life... she's bound to be screwed there too. If she goes anywhere near 'her' l'Cie, she has zero doubts that they will kill her- just like she tried to do to them, and just like they'd tried to do to her before. If she turned herself in instead, relayed the fact that one of the l'Cie is her sister in an attempt to preempt any chances of looking like she's doing something she shouldn't, then there's also no telling what might happen... what the bonds between herself and her branding fal'Cie might be used for. If she defies her Focus, if that's even possible with the leash Barthandelus has on her in place, her Brand will advance and she will become a Cie'th.
In essence, she's a traitor, hosed no matter what she does, believes, or says. ]
Because...
[ She swallows, and her shoulders drop. There's no crying this time, but this is definitely a new low, as hopeless as the day her Brand disappeared and she was cornered on the street, half-wishing she would just die rather than face any truths that would finish tearing down her reason for living.
Honestly, she's never felt more lonely than she does now- confused and facing the prospect of the entire world turned against her-- she was supposed to be a hero! If she's meant to die a martyr with the wrong cause, then what's the point in not just giving up here? Why did she even bother peeling herself out of bed and curing away the evidence of hours of baffled despair, composing herself enough to go to the administration, pack up her things, and leave under a semblance of dignity...? ]
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But of course, it's not like that at all, and Claire doesn't have an answer for him-- can't explain why she's talking now. She has no idea what to do here. None.
The fact that she's completely and utterly doomed is a conclusion she's already visited. If Rosch was lying, if he was a trick of some sort (which isn't out of the realm of possibility, given the influx of visitors with little better title than villains into this world), it... it still doesn't matter. The evidence is still there; the rules were changing even before Claire was whisked away to this place.
She's in major trouble. Should she return to her home as she is now, how is she supposed to explain the differences in her? And even if she could, how is she supposed to explain her involvement in the Palamecia, letting the Sanctum's flagship fall without the Pulse l'Cie going down with her? If Hope Estheim is alive, how is she supposed explain that?
And even if she were to bend to the possibility that she's been betrayed, that the Sanctum fal'Cie and the Pulse l'Cie aren't what she's been trained to believe over the course of her entire life... she's bound to be screwed there too. If she goes anywhere near 'her' l'Cie, she has zero doubts that they will kill her- just like she tried to do to them, and just like they'd tried to do to her before. If she turned herself in instead, relayed the fact that one of the l'Cie is her sister in an attempt to preempt any chances of looking like she's doing something she shouldn't, then there's also no telling what might happen... what the bonds between herself and her branding fal'Cie might be used for. If she defies her Focus, if that's even possible with the leash Barthandelus has on her in place, her Brand will advance and she will become a Cie'th.
In essence, she's a traitor, hosed no matter what she does, believes, or says. ]
Because...
[ She swallows, and her shoulders drop. There's no crying this time, but this is definitely a new low, as hopeless as the day her Brand disappeared and she was cornered on the street, half-wishing she would just die rather than face any truths that would finish tearing down her reason for living.
Honestly, she's never felt more lonely than she does now- confused and facing the prospect of the entire world turned against her-- she was supposed to be a hero! If she's meant to die a martyr with the wrong cause, then what's the point in not just giving up here? Why did she even bother peeling herself out of bed and curing away the evidence of hours of baffled despair, composing herself enough to go to the administration, pack up her things, and leave under a semblance of dignity...? ]