Sonia sighs in clear sympathy, biting her lips together. Her bright expression is softened by that same aching longing, and she tucks her hair behind her ear.

"I know," she sighs, casting her gaze over the snow and the mountains around them. God, she's getting sick of snow and mountains. "I'm sorry. I wish it weren't so. But...we'll get there someday. I don't care how long this stupid war lasts, I'm going back to Silica someday."