... [This is a lot to take in. Not that she hasn't noticed the dress - it didn't seem all that important - but she has actual numbers on the back of her neck?!]

They brand us?! [Her voice rises uncomfortably.] This is just - ! [Now she's mad.] Even teenage boys have better manners!

[She calms down enough to read the guide, leaning against a tree.]

I d-don't - [Her voice breaks.] This isn't fair. [Those words are said softly, tiredly.] The war is over. Are you telling me I have to fight another one?