[Upon a lot of thought, the mature woman walks towards one of the couches, ignoring for a moment the munitions and the rifle that had been at the ready. She shifts her dress to sit. And remains silent for a minute.]
I miss her. [Daisy mentions with a whisper.] I don't want to forget her. It's painful, but I don't.
[It's part of her being. What remained of her prior to her conscription. Along with the teddy bear that hung in her armor, the evidence she had that she was human, and that she had a life before having been called to serve.]
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I miss her. [Daisy mentions with a whisper.] I don't want to forget her. It's painful, but I don't.
[It's part of her being. What remained of her prior to her conscription. Along with the teddy bear that hung in her armor, the evidence she had that she was human, and that she had a life before having been called to serve.]