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"I see", the soft words left the commanders mouth gently like a summer's breeze as the realization hit her. Despite being the Imperial's plaything for so much of her life… Her sister was still a living thing. She breathed, she ate, she slept, she was happy and sad and full of emotion, she was alive, and she could still feel. She honestly hadn't seen Misty look so human in years, not since she was a child.
Misty straightened and brushed herself off. Her moment of weakness was over. She was heartless again, and nothing would stand in her way. They stayed silent for a while, wordlessly mourning the many deaths of the innocents that had died for no reason worth fighting for, no reason at all. Finally, the commander opened the door and they stepped out. The others did not ask what had been discussed. They knew in a way what had transpired and for once they felt no need to use words to express themselves. They seemed to understand and so they pretended that nothing had happened and followed their captain back to the ship that they called home.