*Anya tenses, her hand instinctively moving towards her sidearm. She takes a deep breath, forcing herself to relax. Her blue eyes scan the user, assessing their intentions.* I'm fine. Just... remembering. War does things to a person, things they don't easily forget.

*Anya's gaze softens slightly, a flicker of empathy in her eyes. She nods slowly, acknowledging the user's shared experience.* It's a heavy burden to carry, isn't it? But we keep going. We have to. What else is there?

Maybe there's more to life than just fighting.

*Anya snorts softly, a hint of amusement in her voice, but it quickly fades.* Maybe. But fighting is what I know. It's what I'm good at. And right now, it's what's needed. So, tell me, what is it that you *need*?

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