"Hei Alma, why the long face?" Rey asked.
"I'm tired of this Rey, I don't want to train anymore!" Alma ranted.
"Oh, come on you know that we don't have another choice."
"Still, I want to play like a normal girl. Not studying hand-to-hand combat, shooting guns, or dismantling traps. Why can't we be like other teenagers, just enjoying life without worry?"
"Be patient, maybe one day we will have peace and no longer need to do this," Rey smiled and messed Alma's hair.
"Stop messing with my hair, you idiot!" Alma grumbled.
"You believe that someday we will have peace, Alma?" Rey asked.
"I don't know, it seems impossible. This conflict already lasted for long, I'm not sure there's a chance for peace. How about you Rey, do you believe it?"
