Oswin Log Day Thirty Two. Doctor's back, that's good at least. Downside is that I'm married to possibly the most insufferable person on this trip. Killed an assassin, which I imagine is from good idea, but bad that it's coming back for me... I wonder if I could keep holed up in this cabin for the whole journey or will I find hook marks on the other side... [voice drifts] I want to believe in him, I really do but we all know he's an insufferable shit. [snaps herself out of a thought] [ruffled blankets] Kicking a hornet's nest, isn't it? It's just. What. He wants.
I know it's cliche, but....I'm starting to think I don't deserve him. Cute that he clearly thinks it's the other way around, but....that silly beautiful boy. If only he knew. [groans] I don't know what he's done, what world he's lived through, but he has heart. It's different. It's all...semantics, but he has heart and I... [sighs] What have I done?
[muffled sound of the ocean rocking against the beach] [distracted Peculiar things, unicorns. Pirates. Doctors. People. How many more times are we going to veer near the gates of death? How much are we going to sacrifice for one another or even ourselves? [laughs] That sounded almost poetic. [sighs] But really. How much more of this can we take?
[muffled pigman chanting] Some things are better left unknown....Perhaps he was right, but I'm beginning to understand why I don't want to go back. Kind of like a reflex. Knowing your body is revolting like its from death itself...... [half a laugh] I am human....aren't I? ... I am alive....aren't I?
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