但这并不是她所熟悉的当他沿着战斗学校低重力的内部走廊跳跃时的孩子气的笑容。这个笑容里带着疲倦,以及早已被控制但依然存在的旧日恐惧。那是智慧的微笑。
(But it was not the boyish grin she had known when he bounded along the low-gravity inner corridors of Battle School. This smile had weariness in it, and old fears long mastered but still present. It was the smile of wisdom.)