We’re not made for it? I’m some sort of incarnation of a deity, apparently, and you’re a former eco-terrorist with a bunch of giant monsters! If we’re not made for it, who is? The fucking kids?

[ She’s thinking of Martin, clearly, but she’s also aware of a few other kids here, and plenty of teenagers. It doesn’t make sense. ]

I mean, what’s the goal here? Not with this bullshit happening to us right now, but the whole bringing people here shit? Why can’t they just bring people like us who’re at least capable and can help? Why the hell can’t they? And why can’t I shut up when I told you to shut up?