[Dorothy's quiet as she attempts to take all of that in. It reminds her of those few talks she'd have with the freshly mind switched Snow White, from time to time during their missions. After Liliweiss fell, she became so serious in a similar manner. Objective.

Everything she wishes she could be. Vakama's words do get Dorothy to look at him, and though her gaze looks startlingly empty...she forces herself to nod.]

...I shall try. It is...as I've said. The mission remains the same, and if we can see it through...then we have a chance.

[Dorothy doesn't know how much she actually believes that, but the words exit her, and she wants so badly to believe in them. That's the way it always was, when the world made sense.

(But how long, the doubtful part of her mind wonders, how long until we're abandoned like all the rest, until we fail again?]

...My apologies for the display, Vakama. I will not allow it to happen again.