Her new hair doesn't curl past her ears. It’s trimmed close to her scalp, and she likes on her face with it. She looks...prettier. Stronger. It’s like before, the focus was on her face, and now it’s just on her features, and they're delicate but they are bold, too. She’s been through shit. She’s fought a war at seventeen, and  Her eyes have changed since she was a kid. She's not so scared anymore, or not as anxious of the small things. You can see it, she hopes, as she looks at herself in the mirror. She juts out her jaw. 