Her brow furrows faintly as she nods. It sounds like Ilde's world, and it still makes her chest ache to think of people so young as soldiers.
"I can imagine," she says quietly. "You live your whole life running on the edge, you don't really know what to do when you back up and slow down." No, it's not entirely conjecture.
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"I can imagine," she says quietly. "You live your whole life running on the edge, you don't really know what to do when you back up and slow down." No, it's not entirely conjecture.