I was on the draft at Terrace...the one before this, I think. It was my first one, too. I managed to go like, two whole years or something without being drafted, so I was so totally scared when I saw my name on that list.

[After all, back on Terrace, she had been able to stay in the medical area, where it was relatively safe. She had been able to just follow orders without having to think about whether what she was doing was going to get her killed or not. She had been able to work without thinking about the possibility that she might really die.]

When they called us out this time, I thought I could handle it easy, but...