"Your sister..." Aren said, and a thought flashed through his head. Zio... where did he know that name from. "Britt?" he asked, eyes widening slowly. "Britt's... Britt's dead?" he sank slowly to his knees, head in his hands. "When, how? She was such a good pilot; there had to be a malfunction. I didn't get to say..." his eyes welled with tears as he spoke. "Damnit! What unit was she in? Why did no one mention this to me?" he said, fighting the tears.