Etta: You don't know my world.
Olivia: You're right. I don't know your world. But I had hoped for you that, wherever you were, you weren't hardened by what had happened to you. And that it's not that I don't see what the Observers have wrought. I do. But what concerns me is what they've taken away.
Etta: This is the world. It is what it is.