"In a line of work like that, I can't be all too surprised that she... pulled away, a bit. It's hard not to, when you see things like you've told me about." Jon pauses, just long enough to have a sip of tea. "But I'm glad she'd been able to be there for the five of you. I'm... shocked, honestly, that there were so few of you, for the scale of things that you've mentioned happening in the Library. Why was that?"
"We're the ones who survived, Comrade." Jean almost shrugs, looking down at their teacup. "Director Angela preserved what lives she could when the self-destruct activated in headquarters. The Sephirah, as many Employees as she could reach, but...she is not a god. There was only ever so much she could have done. I survived by blind chance and even then I was so injured that I was in stasis for a great deal of the Library's early assault on the people of the City."
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