She reached up slowly, tapped the side of her head with a shaky finger. "Whatever they did to me brought her back. She's up here, in my head. Just a voice. She can't take over unless I let her. The fact that the doctors here were able to do that means they're further ahead than even the scientists in my world. Although I guess it's not a surprise anymore."

She hesitated for a moment. "Her name is Marie. But...nobody else knows that. Or nobody who's still here, anyway."

Senna had known. And she'd understood, too. If there was anything at all good about this place, it was finding out that at least she wasn't alone.

"It was in their best interest not to tell me." Soma shook her head, wincing a little at the movement. "A good soldier can't waste time wondering if she even deserves her abilities if someone else was there first. I was a tool for them. Whether I should have known or not didn't matter back then. I know now."

There was remarkably little anger in her voice. Even now it was hard to reconcile the immense pride she'd felt about being a supersoldier with the price that had been paid to create her.