[Oh, you've got that wrong, Elle. The Soldier has like no filter when it comes to sharing about their awful life. Just, you know. No name to share, and they weren't feeling up to "Soldat" today. Yes, their priorities are very fucked up when it comes to conversation....

But they smile, back. It's a small one, but it's real. Fond, even.]

There are good people. Here. More of them than I ever remember knowing.

[Then, very briefly, they look up at her and make eye contact. Just for a second, before looking off over her shoulder.]

I think you're one of them, too. So you should take care of yourself. And let people help if we can.