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    Dylan watched her sleep, since there was nothing better to do. Lillith was actually kind of pretty- not that Dylan was getting any kind of thoughts about her. The thought made her subconsciously rub her thumb over the face of the battered, broken watch on her wrist. The watch was the most important thing in the world to Dylan. It had belonged to her boyfriends grandfather, and then her boyfriend, and then her. But her boyfriend had died a long time ago, and now she was alone.

    Dylan, without meaning to, ended up dropping off to sleep. She was woken by bright light in her face from the rising sun.

    "Really? You're not even going to talk? I fixed your leg, gave you food, a place to sleep, and saved your sorry ass. The least you could do is talk to me," Dylan snapped, irritated. She had forgotten how frustrating people could be.

    Lillith


    She grew tense but didn't look at her "I didn't ask you to save me I didn't ask you to give me food or a place to sleep! I DIDNT ASK YOU TO DO ANYTHING... I would have much rathered if you had left me to die..." She snapped back hugging both of her legs close no natter how much her right leg hurt.

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    "Why?" Dylan spat, "Are you so pathetic that you don't even care whether you live or die? Are you really jjust going to lay down and let yourself be killed?"

    "But doesn't it want to make you live just a little bit more if you know that there's at least someone else out there? I mean, I hardly know you, but it's so good to actually be able to talk to someone," Dylan said, "It makes you happy, even if just for a while, and isn't that worth living for? Those little moments?"

    Lillith


    She shrugged "For all I know I'm still face down in the dirt dying...". Lillith sighed softly staring into the fire before looking at Dylan " Sorry.." She mumbled.

    "Whatever…" Dylan mumbled, appalled at the girls desperation for death, "I'm going to go look for your bag where I found you."

    Dylan's eyes caught on the bag. The girl walked over and picked it up, examining it. "I guess it's hers…" Dylan mumbled, "I wonder what's inside?"