Standard procedure. [She knows what Paprika means with that question.] We're treated for PTSD, to be able to function. But it's still something we live with. For some, the nightmares are too recurrent.

[The sky turns into night. Above it, an alien ship with the form of a shark that explodes, and two soldiers with armors similar to Daisy's come out unharmed from the explosion of plasma... Not three.]

Our treatment was meant to allow us back into the field. We were always needed.