Dominique barks out a quick sharp laugh.  The sound startles two soldiers at another table.<br/><br/>"A room?  That's a laugh.  I think it is a glorified cleaning supply closet.  It's small, but it is my one space that I control totally.  So, to me, it's home.  Just promise not to laugh or anything ok?  It's all I have, besides my comrades here."<br/><br/>Dominique looked down.  She didn't want to show her emotions to this newbie kid, but she had buried most of her pains for so long, they were trying to bust out.