Marlene couldn't help but laugh a little. She was sure it must seem that way to the younger ones in the generations that came later. That wasn't quite the truth though at least not her own. "I can't speak for everyone else but I can say, having fought my way through the first war, that isn't the case for me. We suffered so that others could have the chance to live freely. To have choices and freedom, and the right to love who they love and be who they want to be. Sometimes for some, sacrifice is the the only way to make the world you want to see become a reality. And that is worth fighting for. Or it was for me."
There hadn't been much time for discussion of any options until now and Marlene wished she had been able to discuss this sooner, but with things as they were, she had to bid her time until now when things calmed some. "That is true for the most part. I can't completely undo what was done. I can alter what is left and change things. But that, that comes with a lot of planning and discussion. It would mean you could change parts of yourself, but for some that can be distressing. Looking into the mirror and seeing a body that does not feel like your own, is hard for people to sometimes come to terms with. And for others it's an opportunity to change like a caterpillar into a butterfly. Change can be scary, it can also be filled with promise. The process would be long, it takes time. But it can be done."
Her expression was hopeful, full of encouragement and kindness. "So it really comes down to, what do you want?"