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[ She will, but not by choice. If she had it her way, she'd leave a letter, would never dream of disappearing without goodbye. Back home, she thinks she'll write one to her family if the Death Eaters take her. No such back-up plan here. She would be so sorry. ]

Choice is important.

[ Maybe she knows more than a sixteen year old ought. ]

We were told to do all that, follow with no questions asked. We didn't agree. [ She smiles. ] So we started a rebellion. I've never done very well with being told what to do in the first place, but more than anything, I like to know why. Still not sure I know what that is, here. Maybe I'm not asking the right questions.

[ She rolls onto her back so that she's profile to the locket. ]

If you were wondering why I couldn't fall asleep, I reckon you know now. Can't shut up.

Yeah, but you're not in the military. It's my job -- protect, serve, do what the higher-ups tell you to because they've got information that you don't. But it turns out they didn't give a shit about protecting or serving anyone but themselves.

[ And by the time it really sank in, by the time he was ready to do something about it, everyone was dead or dying. ]

I know the feeling.