"Irish, hm? Is that where you're from?" Sonia's smile tilts and she has to shrug one shoulder in concession. "Yes," she sighs, patting Moonfire's neck once she's all tacked up. "But...it's been a long time. It feels almost like another world. I'm sure it'll be very jarring to go back to all that when this is over."

She doesn't mean to let it, but her voice catches slightly on those last words, and she quickly swallows. If it's ever over, her mind finishes. If we win. If I survive.