They hold it out for her to take. "Curl your hand around it, like the last one."

When she does, she'll experience this scene. Soldat doesn't watch her face, but instead keeps their eyes down, around the level of her feet. They can recognize the shame, guilt, and dull horror in the memory, now, for what it is, though at the time the Soldier couldn't put words to it. Even without proper memories, even without knowing anything about themselves, they still felt those things. (You still felt those things, Asset. It was more you, back then, than the rest of is. Widows. Yeah, pal. I know.)