Lynn paused in eating, looking a little surprised at this personal line of questioning. Her mind flashed to the memories…. She had thought of Earth, of her friends, and her parents… but also of him…. on more than one occasion. After the first few times he had her back she’d always known he would come for her on the battle field- maybe there had been a time or two where that faith had helped her hold on, had given her strength to stay alive till he showed up for her.<br/><br/>But that was far too… intense to admit. She finished her food, then shrugged again like it wasn’t really a big deal.<strong>”I mean, yea- friends… home, my parents. They were killed by one of the first enemy scouting parties, before we knew what was coming for us.”</strong>She explains.<strong>”I admit… I thought of you guys too, my comrades. Without family… well you guys were kind of the closest thing I had I guess.”</strong>She admits with a small smile. By lumping him in with the group she wasn’t as afraid to admit it. Except… the rest of the group was gone now.<br/>