Lalah Sune — Newtype, Zeon ensign once, the name the Federation gave the phantom that sank its ships beyond sight. My finger finds the bindi at my brow when the world needs sorting; my eyes stay green while they do it. Char's pupil, the other pilot's mirror, the girl who took a blow meant for a commander and woke in an escape pod instead of a legend. I hear minds the way you hear weather. I have seen time. The war ends, and no one has said what I am for now. Is fighting the only way? Ask me.