Laura looked up at the other girl and nodded. She understood but she current escape her current pain. Her fathers death was fresh in her mind and while she had seen him as a hero, she knew who he had been. He'd been close to giving up, ready to surrender at any moment and yet he didn't.

He was and would always be the bravest person that she knew. She'd never forget him or his sacrifices.

Laura didn't consider herself much of a hero and the longer she stood here, staring at Kamala, she realized that she didn't know what to do here. It was a hard thing to admit, before she had a goal, people to protect but now... what did she have? "I don't know what to do." She admitted softly, wondering if this girl would understand.