Sabine hears but doesn't react. Staring at the holo instead and blinking until her eyes stop burning.
Finally, regretfully, she says, "Yeah. Not like there's much choice in it, is there?" Her tone is back to being calm, as concession to the pain she knows Hera is feeling, but she grabs her helmet and stands. "I wanna run some diagnostics on my targeting system."
A transparent excuse if ever there was one, but she's not sure how long she can hold out and she doesn't want to crack in front of her captain. The thought causes an echo of concern--she should be Hera, not captain--but Sabine isn't in a place where she can think about that.
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17/7/18 22:52 (UTC)Finally, regretfully, she says, "Yeah. Not like there's much choice in it, is there?" Her tone is back to being calm, as concession to the pain she knows Hera is feeling, but she grabs her helmet and stands. "I wanna run some diagnostics on my targeting system."
A transparent excuse if ever there was one, but she's not sure how long she can hold out and she doesn't want to crack in front of her captain. The thought causes an echo of concern--she should be Hera, not captain--but Sabine isn't in a place where she can think about that.