[She doesn't recognize him at first, lost for a moment in the world that she left behind. There are still no tears, her body rigid and cold as she is prompted to continue playing out the last of her life.

But the sudden voice, intruding into the otherwise silent scene catches her attention. She clings to it desperately, pulling away as she spots Stiles.

He's from the ship. She's not in the colonies, she's not back at Uncas' death. She is part of the ship.]

Stiles! [She nearly bolts to him, but her arm is grabbed by one of the extras, still trying to hold her hostage.]