It's crazy to realize that there are people who don't know who she is. She just walked into town one day and changed everything, but this world is still a big ol' place, even though the humanity is scraped thinly across it these days.
But really, I guess it's not that crazy. I've been with her for months now, longer than the others, and I can't really say that I even know who she is. She's talked about her past some, and what she's looking for plenty, but it's not enough to really get a good feel for who she is. For all that she's shared with us, there is a core to her that she keeps guarded.
She's young, pretty still despite the harshness of life these days. Most of the time, she's got cynicism to spare, but sometimes she'll say or do things that make me realize again just how young she is. The most noticeable thing about her is the fire in her eyes, though. Whether she's staring death in the eye and daring it to blink, or she's talking about what sort of life she'd like to lead once all of this is over, it's there. She's filled with a passion that so few these days retain, and it's contagious.
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