[ they're more alike than zero's willing to express at the moment, at the very least. she supposes that they're as similar as they could be, given the strange worlds that they came from. ]

I wouldn't place any bets, kid. [ zero is idly looking for the exit. her lungs are now filled with the heavy scent of blood and carnage, and yet she isn't nauseous. this hellish memory suits her just fine. ] When life has failed you over and over again, it's better just to expect the worst, don't infect yourself with pretty ideologies. You'll just end up alone and disappointed.

Now come on, let's get out of here.