'Your world'. As if she still had a world she felt a part of. There's a snort she barely holds back before shaking her head. "I've been part of an army. This?"

One hand gestures around them loosely, before dropping back to her side.

"Is not really the best way of maintaining one. This is more like a farm. Or a zoo. Like we're being kept for someone's amusement, but they'd prefer we stay free-range."