"We're at war now," she says. "The whole world is, all at once. Again," Sinthia notes, sounding less than pleased with this but also less than particularly perturbed. She hasn't really been alive long enough to know about many other conditions of life, sadly.

She smiles when he mentions beautiful places, though. "There's a window in my father's office that's the prettiest view ever," she says. "It's big, it looks out on the mountains. I like watching the snow."