Octavia Blake & Eretria
"She is. She...does not and will never exist back home." Octavia's lip trembled when she said it, but she maintained a stoic approach otherwise. She couldn't allow emotion to enter in, or she would break down and cry, and he would not cry here. Not in public. She barely cried even when she was alone.
"I am grateful for her, but at the same time it is difficult to look at her. To know she will never know her father." She swallowed hard. She was a warrior, and her fight was not over. She would not give in.