How I'm lost, how I'm found
The problem with successfully helping Remus (at least, to the point that they both feel comfortable with him leaving the cage) is that there is much less for Martha Jones to distract herself with.
Despite how much of herself is back, the anger still exists and grows, still burns like an unquenchable fire, too hot and painful to ignore, just under the surface of all that she does. Shepard's still alive. She has to make sure it doesn't happen to anyone else, that no one else feels the pain that she did, but now, it's more difficult to simply give into the urge to plot this assassination, to go through with it. She'd never been a killer before and just because there's one in her now...
Martha hates to define herself by what happened to her, by the warehouse, but it's become nearly impossible not to. Before she'd found herself, again, she'd fallen in with the right wrong crowd. She knew how to get her hands on a sniper rifle.
So she's standing near the panic buttons. Her gaze keeps falling back on the elevator. If she leaves, there are several places she could end up. Most of them are very dark. Some of them there's no coming back the same from.
The problem is she's still very much in love with the dark.
Despite how much of herself is back, the anger still exists and grows, still burns like an unquenchable fire, too hot and painful to ignore, just under the surface of all that she does. Shepard's still alive. She has to make sure it doesn't happen to anyone else, that no one else feels the pain that she did, but now, it's more difficult to simply give into the urge to plot this assassination, to go through with it. She'd never been a killer before and just because there's one in her now...
Martha hates to define herself by what happened to her, by the warehouse, but it's become nearly impossible not to. Before she'd found herself, again, she'd fallen in with the right wrong crowd. She knew how to get her hands on a sniper rifle.
So she's standing near the panic buttons. Her gaze keeps falling back on the elevator. If she leaves, there are several places she could end up. Most of them are very dark. Some of them there's no coming back the same from.
The problem is she's still very much in love with the dark.