She stared back at him, swallowing as she looked away. That little girl had lost her father to war just as she had.

"My Father died in the Seinan War. A year ago. --" She said stiffly. "I understand why he did it--just as I'm doing now, that was what he wanted to do with his life--to protect people--without any sort of preference--and yet----" She swallowed, shaking her head as she closed her eyes tightly.

"Baka..you're from the future. You haven't had a serious war in your lifetime--the feelings..are very different for us--" She gripped his hand tightly in hers, shaking a little.

"...But I agree. We can't--stop now. We can't--" She leaned her head back against the wall, closing her eyes.