... it's a nice thought though, isn't it?

[ Her voice is distant. Like she's barely even there for the conversation. ]

Maybe... we'll wake up one day to someone deactivating PAL. Taking over all the controls and telling us it's okay, they're here to save us. They'd have our friends, they'd have somewhere we could go and they'd say... "Are you all okay? You did well in there, by yourselves".

[ She goes quiet for a second before she starts going at the dirt with a trowel again. ]

But I suppose it's not that easy. If sitting around and waiting for a hero did us any good then we wouldn't be having this conversation now.