Why Kaela's Life Pretty Much Equals Sydney Carton's
Okay. I'll make this one snappy.
Just imagine that this is me and Mr. Carton. I call him Syd. We're on a first name basis. Anyways, we discovered we have a lot in common. For example, (spoiler alert) we have both had massive internal organ severage.
Let's just say that's Madame DeFarge holding Syd's head and my still beating heart. And that's my head mounted on a stake. Because if I'm gonna die, I might as well go down in style.
There is Syd and his little seamstress. And then for all intensive purposes...
This is Fox Mulder embracing a giant carrot.
And, to make a long story short...
This is me getting my head chopped off by a guillotine.
And that is why Kaela's life pretty much equals Sydney Carton's.