Soldat shuts their eyes, imagining the feel of sunlight. They've got slivers of it from Before, and memories from the couple of missions that were actually outside, but it feels like pitifully few. Scraps. "I used to like to lie in it, I think," they say. "The sun. Out on the fire escape. Or on the roof."

That one vacation world had been close, they'd lain out on the beach outside their cabin for a bit, but in order to feel safe they still had to be covered neck to toes, so it wasn't quite the same.

"Don't think it'd be a great idea to do that here, though, not for long anyway," they add.