"There was a new heaven and a new earth," the archer whispered. She saw the look on August's face just afterward and realized that the gunman had been his first--he'd had the colossal good fortune to have made it to Year Twenty without killing anyone--and if she weren't so tired, if it didn't take all of her strength to keep breathing in the face of Sayid's terrible news, she could have told him what she knew: it is possible to survive this but not unaltered, and you will carry these men with you through all the nights of your life."