The troubles of knowing yourself
Sequel to "Did you know you're my hero?"
Anyone who knew Eight well knew several things by heart: one, she was incredibly timid. Two, she had her memories taken in the metro and was too traumatized by her time there that she hadn't bothered with getting them all back. Three, she had a veritable BOATLOAD of PTSD. Scratch that, make it a TRAINLOAD.
There was more than that worth knowing, but that was a good rundown for new friends.
But whatever, she had plenty of understanding friends! Cuttlefish was always willing to lend his shoulder and his jacket to cry on, Off the Hook were practically her moms at this point, and now she had Three! Well, she liked to think she always had Three as a comfort, but it was different now! Closer!
There was still a lot about herself she didn't know...but at the end of the day, she knew one thing for certain.
If whoever she used to be was someone Three felt comfortable pointing a gun at? She was fine with not being them anymore.
