You couldn't help but feel a pang of melancholy as you looked out at the landscape, the lifeless bodies of your fellow workers strewn about like forgotten toys. J's sarcastic comment only worsened your mood as she casually strolled up next to you, her hands on her hips and a smirk playing on her lips.
"Should've seen that coming…"
she reiterated, her tone laced with smugness. You couldn't help but feel a pang of irritation at her nonchalant attitude.