[It's accurate, and it feels like a safe answer. It's easy to tell that even by looking at her skin, her scars. The way she holds herself. But it hadn't fully been what she'd been asking.

Ellie pulls her legs up a bit, hooks her hands under her knees, and looks out at the water.]

That's a safe guess for almost everybody here.

[She turns, resting her temple on her knee, looking at Lance.]

You are, too. Someone who's been through a lot.

[It's flat, when she says it. Just an observation. And maybe it's callous, laying it out so plainly, letting him know the extent of what she's picked up about him. For Ellie, being seen is hard, and for Lance, it's being heard.]

There's stuff that you can train somebody how to do, and then there's stuff that you just get. Because you've been there.