[Light as they are, her fingers on his arm startle him a little, or at least pull him back so he's looking at her instead of at anything else. It takes a moment for her words to really register, but when they do, a corner of his mouth lifts in a sort of bitter smile, even if it's not directed at her.]
I guess. [He's always been strong, always been capable of taking people's abuse for the sake of someone else. Maybe that's why he'd been so good at his job, why he'd turned down offers of being made a platoon sergeant or getting sent home to run Basic.
The gum in his mouth gets pushed to one side as he finally eats a segment of the orange, chewing and swallowing before saying anything else.] Don't beat yourself up about it, alright? I'm fine. And I'm sure as hell not sorry I did it.
[Sorry it had to happen, sure, but he'd do it again in a heartbeat if he needed to.]
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I guess. [He's always been strong, always been capable of taking people's abuse for the sake of someone else. Maybe that's why he'd been so good at his job, why he'd turned down offers of being made a platoon sergeant or getting sent home to run Basic.
The gum in his mouth gets pushed to one side as he finally eats a segment of the orange, chewing and swallowing before saying anything else.] Don't beat yourself up about it, alright? I'm fine. And I'm sure as hell not sorry I did it.
[Sorry it had to happen, sure, but he'd do it again in a heartbeat if he needed to.]