Starbuck filled up her third glass, switching to juice this time around for her mixer. She glanced down at Sador, who was stretching her legs contentedly. "I never really thought of life as pointless. Maybe individual lives, but not all of it together." She certainly didn't think much of her own existence, but people, they had to keep on going. That was what she had to believe, so that she could know that whatever she was doing was at least the right thing to do.

"Also, I mean, there doesn't seem to be any rhyme or reason for who disappears from the park and why, so we have no way of knowing how long we're here. What if some of us never..." Wasn't that a freakish thought. "Why hasn't anyone gone off the deep end yet, is really what I'm wondering. People did in our fleet. Situation was more dire there, but feeling like your in prison is still the same."