Her index finger pressed into her lips in thought. Kara was feeling much better now that the food had been purged from her system, and so hardly thought of it anymore. She listened to Seven talk about his great connection with his people, and then about his connection with the late Heather. They were the same and yet so vastly different, or, at least, that was how she pictured it.  Having a connection to every living thing and one's own God (or Godlike creature) would be tiring on her own conscious, but she could envision it. A million voices singing, whispering...was that how it was? Her own voice in another's mind somewhere? The thought made her breathe out a low 'wow' before she began to mull over how best to explain herself next.<br/><br/>"...Sort of like that, yes. I'm not sure if you can...miss..someone, but you feel the emptiness of what was once there that no longer is. When you feel that...absence, how does it make you feel? Isn't there a bit of a longing for her to fill that space again? That is...how I feel, I guess... See, I used to be part of this huge crew of bounty hunters, led by my Father. I practically grew up with these two guys and I felt closer to them than anyone else, ever. In that war they've alluded to back home, one died and the other left...and ...Decorus killed him. I know she did. That demon didn't know me well enough to use someone against me, or know who, or even care.  Wasn't much fun anyway, guess I looked too sickly to pick on. She preferred my father, personally. But ah...The absence my two closest friends left, it hurts. It's like being completely rendered through and allowing one's insides to spill everywhere while having ice poured in its place. Everyone keeps telling me I'll get better, but it's been almost five years since Soren died and almost three since I lost Walker. And then Heather?<em>She's</em>gone, the bitch..." It was clear Kara hadn't moved on from much of anything that had happened to her in the past few years.<br/><br/>"So...tired, yes. I am very tired. A lot of days I hardly have the will to even get out of bed even though I hardly sleep. I haven't eaten properly in months, and the whole damn ship's lucky I still bathe regularly." An eyebrow arched at Seven in an attempt at jest. "But if you see alcohol anywhere around me, I'm going to need you to<em>not</em>let me drink it." This was something she had explained to Etienne once after he offered her a drink, but she wasn't quite sure if she'd ever brought it up around her alien friend.