Don’t think of Odalia being willing to abandon her children to save her own skin
Don’t think of the kids running out of food and giving the last bits to the younger kids
Don’t think of these kids, abandoned in a world-changing without them, trying to raise other kids
Don’t think of the kids comforting the younger kids, so sad and scared, unable to understand why their parents have left them
Don’t think about Edric’s body never being quite right after all that’s happened
Don’t think about his wrists clicking or locking or how he limps when it rains
Don’t think of Emira painstakingly bandaging him, her hands shaking horribly, thinking of if her baby sister was hurt just as bad or worse
Don’t think of Boscha, watching her loved ones be possessed, and suddenly being in charge of everyone else
Don’t think of how lonely and abandoned she felt
Don’t think of how the kids have the weight of the world on their shoulders
Don’t think of how out of control Hunter and Willow felt
Don’t think of how tired Luz is
Don’t think of how worried Amity has been
Don’t think of how the weight of all the secrets he keeps was slowly crushing Gus
Don’t think of Camila realizing for the first time how out of their element her kids were in her home
Don’t think of how betrayed the Collector felt