[Right, Sarah's perceptive, that's... what it is.]

I mean, a lot of really bad shit. But I don't like talking about them personally because I was with a group that got captured by them. Not quite two years ago.

[It's not something she talks about, really. Nearly everyone else who'd been with her was gone (or dead; she'd heard Martel had died at the Winter Palace and wasn't sure if she was allowed to mourn him). Just her and Araceli. Besides, everyone was so busy. So much had happened since. She's almost surprised to find out the memory is still painful.]