[Treasure doesn't feed a starving child. Gold, diamonds, even the toys and items she values, aren't edible. They can't save anyone from the gnawing hunger, and from death if it is not sated. He understands that it is important to have, but importance does not trump necessity.
He turns, looking a bit haggard, and then faces the fire again. Very suddenly, Guzma seems far more tired than he is, and a lot older. Is that the sort of place she came from? A dead world where she had to rummage through the trash for even a tiny bite of food? Why? Why does such a good, sweet, little girl have to suffer like that? It's not fair. He was a monster, he deserved what he got, but not her...not her.]
...Hey, angel, wh-- [Guzma has to swallow, to finish his sentence. His throat tightened up.] What happened? T-To y'all's world...why's it so empty like that?
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He turns, looking a bit haggard, and then faces the fire again. Very suddenly, Guzma seems far more tired than he is, and a lot older. Is that the sort of place she came from? A dead world where she had to rummage through the trash for even a tiny bite of food? Why? Why does such a good, sweet, little girl have to suffer like that? It's not fair. He was a monster, he deserved what he got, but not her...not her.]
...Hey, angel, wh-- [Guzma has to swallow, to finish his sentence. His throat tightened up.] What happened? T-To y'all's world...why's it so empty like that?