Silver Echo looked around. With the faint smell of a cigarette's smoke and the voice of Sergeant Clear Waters, she was unsure about what they were doing next. She stepped towards them, listening in on what would be happenening as the war continued. She felt odd, being so young, but yet so useful, in this this war. Walking away, she mumbled to herself something her father had taught her, before he had died. "Only put in the pain if there really is no hope. Always try your best... and NEVER let them down." Finished, she looked up to see Sargeant Clear Waters taking questions. Looking back down, she started to breathe faster. What if they didn't make it? What if she never got to see their families again? What if she didn't make it? What if she never got to see Midnight Blue again?
"Enough!" She whispered to herself. She stood back up, trying to hold back tears, but failed. She ran off in a sobbing mess.