[ Adora can't help the flicker of a smile when she reads the words against the wall. She's a fighter. ]

𝐈 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐭𝐨𝐨. 𝐀𝐭 𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐞, 𝐈 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧.

[ Although she's hoping that's done with now—at least on Etheria. ]

𝐌𝐲 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭...𝐦𝐞. 𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈❜𝐦 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨. 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧❜𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡, 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧❜𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐈❜𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦.

[ Maybe that's more information than Ciri wanted or needed (and it probably comes with more questions than answers), but it comes spilling out of her thoughts. She doesn't understand why the Singularity picked her; she can still feel fear thrumming through her, like static in her veins. ]