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They’re feeding on the frenzy of the others. It validates their own rage. See? I’m not wrong to feel this way. Others do, too. What will they do when they realize they’re wrong? That the half-demons have an excuse . . . and they do not? That’s the true horror here. Not the infected half-demons but the handful of others who have joined in, ready to light us on fire because it’s the rare opportunity to indulge their worst instincts.
I keep putting things in terms of which of us “should” do them. This is a Kate move; that’s a Logan one, as if our roles are clearly delineated, as if I lose something by failing to do the “Logan” thing, and she steals from me by doing it herself.
We are not children. We’re leaving those old roles behind. I have no idea what we’ll become, but it does no good to keep fighting the changes.
