19 approached to see the stranger's photograph, examining it with silent wonder. Being from a different species altogether, a more advanced one than humans for that matter, this was like an ancient relic to her, of an age thousands of years before she was even created. She struggled not to take it from his hands, but she managed.
She noticed the resemblance. He'd been a soldier? And he definitely seemed much more peaceful and warm now... 19 did get gentle giant vibes from him.
"I think," 19 started. "That you should be honest with her. Especially if you think she'll understand." She's not terribly sure what a daughter is, the term is rather loose in her head still- she's more familiar with siblinghood if anything- but she pays that no mind. "I'm a war veteran myself. I don't think it's something to be ashamed of or something we'd have to hide away. It's scary and it leaves its mark, but... I don't know. That's just my take."
"Uh, memories." 19 thinks some. "I don't have much, really. I'm only a hundred years old or so, and much of that was spent in Lunar doing the same tasks for decades."
The gem shakes her head, avoiding eye contact. "But, I do remember when I first met Armada. A very good friend of mine. It wasn't terribly long ago, within the past number of months too. I was on a rare break, and decided to visit the Abalone Reef..."
Finally, she looks up. "And she approached me as I was looking out at the sea. Little 3 foot tall thing. I didn't know what to say, she's an Amber after all, so much higher in ranking than me or any gem I knew prior. But... we talked. She was troubled, and I offered my help. That day changed my life." She sighs. "I hope she still likes me, after I hurt her. I worry about that. Armada's very important to me."