"I've seen worse things."
Those were the words spoken by Desmond, Cecilia had heard him clearly, and she could feel that Desmond was being sincere. Still, Cecilia could not imagine a worse scenario than the current one.
Cecilia might be naive, but she was not blind; the horrors around her were not lost on her. On the contrary, these events were etched firmly in Priestess's memory.
Precisely because Cecilia witnessed the cruel bloodshed that came with war, she found it difficult to imagine anything worse. Cecilia had no way of knowing about the atrocities and carnage that occurred during the invasion of the mutated beasts and the subsequent year-long period in darkness.
She had no way of knowing, but that didn't mean Cecilia was comfortable with it; no, she wanted to understand. Part of her couldn't help but feel compassion for others and wanted to understand Desmond, his pain, his darkness.
