"... So that's how it is." Closing her eyes, a breath escapes Tear's lips that could almost be called a sigh. It was a heavy decision indeed, prompting her to look over every one of their number as she silently wondered who the four would ultimately be. They all had reasons to keep living, surely.

"We're so close to freedom. But would it really be freedom, knowing that once again we would leave it to another generation after just as the fight fell upon us? It doesn't seem right."