[ It isn't about Chuck but, in a way it is. It's about children who were raised within the shatterdome's walls, children who grew into adults that don't know how to live in a world without war. For all that Mako and Chuck seem different — his anger and her quietness, his ego and her reservation — they are more alike than most people will ever realize. Herc, however, has a better idea than most. He'd seen them grow, seen them stunt and then flourish but in incomplete ways (good soldiers, better rangers, but half-made people at the end of the day).
It isn't about Chuck but it could be. (If he'd survived. If.)
Mako clears her throat and when she finally speaks, her voice is quietly confessional. ]
—I don't feel ahead, sir. [ It's a difficult thing to admit. ]
( i x : d 1 : late night )
It isn't about Chuck but it could be. (If he'd survived. If.)
Mako clears her throat and when she finally speaks, her voice is quietly confessional. ]
—I don't feel ahead, sir. [ It's a difficult thing to admit. ]