"Persephone?" Tank said as he walked into a young woman's room at Zion.
"Sup?" the 20-year-old said to Tank not lifting her head from the scraps she was sorting through.
"Well were back." Tank said weakly. It had been soon after returning to Zion from the real world, after getting Neo.
"How was it?" Persephone asked.
"Well not the best-"
"Did Morpheus find 'the one'?"
"Yeah but-"
"Why aren't you celebrating?"
"I had to talk to you." She was still looking at the garbage that was laid on her bed. "Well it was a dangerous mission and not everyone turned out okay. Umm a few people-"
"Let me guess, your here to tell me that Mouse died." She said lifting up her head.
"I'm sorry." Persephone moved one pile of stuff to the foot of the bed and looked up again.
"Who else?" she said without tears in her eyes as if nothing had happened.
"Switch. Apoc. Cypher." Each word hurting him more than the last. "Dozer." At this she jumped toward him and gave him as big a hug as her small arms could manage.
"Go be with your family not with me." Persephone whispered into his chest.
"Are you okay?" he asked back, "I know you two had something."
"I'm fine, we weren't anything. But you, your brother died, don't try and comfort me. Go." She gently pushed him out of the room and closed the door. Then she spun around and continued working on sorting out her stuff.