Those screams, the blades ripping into flesh, those noises dug into her mind once more, the child gone, the seventeen year old sitting in that darkness, eyes wide with her hands over her ears. If she didn't feel anything, it would stop. His voice broke into that darkness, her eyes on him slightly, though she could see him, she knew he was there. "My...strength..." Her voice was lost in that void again. How could he make this end? How could she even help? She wasn't light, she was a soldier. She had those words etched into her mind. 'You are a soldier, nothing more. You follow orders, you do not question them.' Those words played through her mind, her eyes on him still. "I don't want to come back here..." She didn't want to revisit this room, revisit the darkness she had been forced into as a child. There was fear in her voice, though she tried to push that quivering tone away.