[ the video opens to deep at the bottom of the ocean. there's Namora, lounging on her side dressed not in a unitard, but rather, a traditional ancient Greek outfit with her blonde hair floating around her. the shadows of whales can be seen high above her and their song hums in the background.
she looks a little... frustrated... and confused? after a moment, she speaks.
I had spent decades trapped, frozen in ice where I was left forgotten to rot. I was abandoned by my people, my -- my friends and family... and no one remembered me. I awoke to a completely different time, the people I cared about dead or gone.... My daughter murdered and I couldn't even -- [ her brows furrow and her teeth clench
-- And now -- now I come here and I was taken and left to be forgotten. [ her tone isn't wracked with emotion, in fact, it's almost icy but there's desperation underneath it
] I don't know what they -- those Skrulls did. I don't remember any of it. I lose so much time of my life over and over and I do not -- I cannot handle it. There are so many empty spaces where things should have happened but --
I am afraid that I will disappear, I will lose time again, and -- [ her voice gets a little more desperate
] -- I will lose someone else, just like my daughter was stolen from me.
[ there's a long silence from her as her eyes kind of widen as she realizes what she's saying before a phrase (which is more than likely a swear word) in Atlantean before she cuts the feed