[ Whatever initial reaction Hilda had to her answer about what she had been up to before arriving here fades away. The mention of war touches something that is all too close to home for Hilda. Not to mention the stark truth that being here also meant the choice to do whatever it is they wanted to do. Her expression immediately softens before shaking her head. ]

No, no it's okay! I asked. [ And besides, she'd be a bit of a hypocrite if she judged her for oversharing. ] Of course you don't have to. No one should. I came from a war too, so I understand where you're coming from.

[ Always trying to find the levity in a situation though, Hilda's lips quirk good naturedly. ]

Although I can't say I relate to being a weapon or anything. Fighting on the front lines wasn't really my thing - I left that to the more capable soldiers.