"What will you do now?"
Skye turned slightly, glancing over her shoulder for a moment before answering, "I'll keep going." Ward nodded slightly, his lips quirking just slightly.
"There's never gonna be a day where I don't wonder who my parents are, but I belong somewhere now. I've always belonged. I just didn't know it until now..."
For a little while, it didn't matter to Skye that she didn't know her origins. She was just glad to have somewhere to go.
Ward took a step closer to her, as if in prompt for her to continue. She grazed a finger across the name on the wall, taking it in once more that this woman, this remarkable woman, had died protecting her.
She threw a glance over her shoulder again to see Ward standing, waiting for her to say something more. A stray tear fell down her cheek and to the floor. She took a breath. "I'm thinking of adopting a last name. Not now, but another day, when I'm an actual agent, a great agent... What do you think of 'Agent Skye Avery'?"
Ward gave a small, but sincere smile. "I think it sounds perfect."