Clark squeezed her shoulder, gently. "They'd be very proud of you, Kara. Neither your parents or mine could have imagined what we'd face here after we arrived. But they sent us knowing that we'd do our best."
"And you have made me very proud, cousin."
He looked up at the sky again. "No. I have memories from my father at the Fortress, but none of my own. I was just an infant, after all. What do you remember, or think you remember?"