Jack had never been one for prayer; not since her escape from Cerberus. Not that she didn’t believe there was a god. Hell, she’d prayed to one for years; not that it had done any good. It never stopped the experiments and it certainly didn’t ease the pain. What she’d done she’d done herself, no all powerful being had done it for her.
Still, in the years since Thane’s death she’d found a sense of peace through prayer and meditation. She may not have believed in Kalahira, but Thane had. She hoped, if there really was an afterlife, that’s where he was, across the sea somewhere and she prayed Kal
Jack had never been one for prayer; not since her escape from Cerberus. Not that she didn’t believe there was a god. Hell, she’d prayed to one for years; not that it had done any good. It never stopped the experiments and it certainly didn’t ease the pain. What she’d done she’d done herself, no all powerful being had done it for her.
Still, in the years since Thane’s death she’d found a sense of peace through prayer and meditation. She may not have believed in Kalahira, but Thane had. She hoped, if there really was an afterlife, that’s where he was, across the sea somewhere and she prayed Kal