I did. Imprisoned in a virtual simulation, but... I got us out.

[ And put the poor bastards that had been stuck there for two hundred years out of their misery. That was a sort of freedom, wasn't it?

Except... ]

And then he died, shortly after. A group called the Enclave tried to take over the water purifier we were working on, and he irradiated himself with them so the rest of us could try to escape.

[ In her lap, her fists clench, talons curled to not dig into her palms. ]