[ York's voice, distorted by the radio, rings in Carolina's head.

I woulda told her... that I understand why she did what she did. I just wish she hadn't. I wish she could have learned to let things go.

I guess I should, too.

She looks down at the path ahead of him, shrugging her shoulders.]

I was... losing focus, in my mission. I'd forgotten a lot of things, and... I didn't trust the sim soldiers. I guess, if I hadn't seen those diaries... Maybe Epsilon would never have pulled me out of that place.

[She looks up, again, staring into the dimming light ahead.]

You were right.

I had a lot to let go of.