An urge to gather her close and tell her everything was going to be okay rode me hard, which was bullshit. Everything would not be okay in the end. Not for me. And not for her. She was just a tool, a last resort against the Titans, just like she…like Alex had been a last resort.
The protagonist grapples with deep emotional turmoil, feeling a strong desire to comfort another character. Despite this instinct, she recognizes the futility in believing that everything will turn out fine for them. This acknowledgment reflects her awareness of the harsh reality they face. The weight of impending doom looms large over her thoughts.
She sees the other character not as a partner or friend, but rather as a mere instrument in their struggle against the Titans. This perspective echoes her previous experiences with someone named Alex, suggesting that personal relationships are overshadowed by the dire circumstances they find themselves in. Ultimately, this leads her to a sense of resignation and unease about their fates.
