"Yeah."

With a sigh, she raises a hand to her face to hide her growing distress as the conversation continues. Fiora had left the ship with some hope that the crazy story she'd been told was exactly that, a crazy story, and all of this would be over soon, but...

"A lot of people, actually. My brother. There's a war going on... and my friend, he got really hurt and wouldn't wake up. What am I supposed to do now...?"