[Fareeha nods stiffly as they enter the next room. She's been in war, she's seen the casualties of it. It does help to cope, but she hopes she never gets comfortable to it. She's keeping abnormally quiet as she takes a look around, and there's an unedinable sadness in her eyes even if the rest of her face is obscured by cloth.]
Floor Two
No, it's not. Did they even have a chance?