Lypha ascends a spiral staircase, carrying a duffle bag on her back. Solla is walking ahead of her.

Lypha (thinking): "A bioweapon, huh? It never ceases to amaze me what the Rulerists can just toss away. We scrape by on their garbage. They're a military-oriented religious group with all the Human dominated worlds backing them. They're so wide reaching, they control most everything. When they took control of my homeworld, Hekshano, it was last summer. There were a lot of resistances. They killed everyone. My father, my mother, ... My brother. I don't ever want it to happen again."
“I am not an altruist. I’m fighting because I hate them. They ruin lives, then claim it’s okay. We’re weak… But we’ll beat them. Because we’re the Just ones. Right?”

Lypha: “Hey… Solla?”
Solla: “Hmm?”
Lypha: “Do you think we’ll win this war?”
Solla: “We are soldiers. The war depends on us Lypha. If we lose our faith, or our cause, we will fail. Will we win? I do not know. Hurry, Koji will not wait forever.”