[ I know, Chuck says it's all Mako needs. (It grounds her, pushing away the image of Chuck dissolving into the darkness, blood still wet on the pauldrons of his drivesuit, his mouth an angry red line accusing her: he isn't here.) So she doesn't comment, just exhales once over the line, her breath not uneven but a definite sound. He hears her, he understands, and he's still pushing forward. (Doubt, uncharacteristic, attempts to niggle at her, like a stranger's voice whispering at the edges of conversation, the very best soldiers always die.)
When she speaks again, her voice has just refound its register. It's harder now, almost stubborn. ] Any other reports among your team?
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When she speaks again, her voice has just refound its register. It's harder now, almost stubborn. ] Any other reports among your team?
[ Is it just you? Is it just us? ]