I want you to meet them anyway, actually. Whether we band together as Wardens or as Thedosians...it doesn't matter. I want you to meet them. All of them.

[There's pride in her voice, for her recruits, her companions, and for Duncan himself. Why wouldn't she want them to meet the man who saved her life? And why would she want him absent from her circle of friends? She only knew Duncan for a few weeks, certainly, but this is an opportunity for her to know more about him. She wouldn't keep him out of her life even if he's dead in their world.

She smiles slightly, the gesture crooked. She takes a sip of her tea.]

I don't think we'll all get along. That would be impossible. But it should be easier to bring people together once we open our eyes and realize that we're not going to change anything by standing around like sheep and bickering.

We're all we have in this new world, like it or not. We need to make the best of that.