You're immediately full of trust, loyalty and protectiveness, the desire to fight for and fight beside. Comradeship on an unavoidable, core level, a weary confidence to it - just simple acknowledgement that this is how it is. There is desperation in there, the sense that the stakes are high. Fear and tension and weakness, a gut-wrenching but determined acknowledgement - I can't afford to lose this. A relinquishment of choice - and it's a relief to give that choice away, to lay it here, because that way confidence and purpose can be poured right here, shared on this ground.
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