[ lightning rarely, if not ever, stops to think about her actions or how her words affect people, so she receives his response with mild confusion, feeling she's done something but can't decipher what.

listening to him, she straightens her expression.

no better than a doll, huh? is that what she had become before...

her fingers jolt as he pulls his hand away, forgetting that she'd been holding them the whole time. she grunts lightly as she regathers composure, soldier-like despite his admonition. ]

I know. I fight for myself and for my loved ones alone, for the purpose of bringing us back together again.

[ she halts, realizing it might be a little of an insensitive answer after his telling her he killed his partner... good going. geez. she swings her head down and back up again. ]

You can fight for that too, even only for their memory.