"I..."
She just lost a thousand people. Again. And by some cruel twist of fate she was the sole survivor. Again.
"No..."
"Please... no..."
No...
She didn't try to stop her tears.
Her friends were dead.
Her family was dead.
Again.
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"We dream of better worlds, so that one day we may surpass them.""I... I'm okay..." she said, pushing away from Turax. "I'm... okay... uhm..."
But now what?
There was only one other time she felt as helpless as this, and it was—
"No! Don't! Please, don't do this! Don't! I beg you, please, don't—"
—something she didn't want to remember.
She sat down on the bed.
"Ma'am..." Isara began.
"Just give me a minute Isara."
"A-Affirmative."
"We dream of better worlds, so that one day we may surpass them."-For some reason, after getting a robot hand essentially for free-
-Six figures saying "what" would make him look like an ass-
-He opts for an alternative-
Six: ...huh?
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."Wilhelmina shakes her head. "N-No, I don't want to impose..."
"Mistress would love a place to stay in, but she's currently in denial," Isara translated.
"... Shut up Isara," the raven-haired girl sobbed.
"... Sorry ma'am."
"Bu-But still, y-you barely know me," she said. "Why... why would you do this?"
"We dream of better worlds, so that one day we may surpass them."

Six: ...
By the way. You remember a month ago, back on Cryogen?
"Seven is here too, dressed like the concept of choosing clothes that look nice together was an arcane secret far beyond their grasp."