[Her eyes flicker down towards his Galra arm, noting how he seems to refuse to use it. She shrugs her shoulder again, rotating it as though to prove a point.]
It's fine. At most, my suit will need far more repairs. [Her look softens, her smile more genuine and less terse.] Don't worry.
[And at that, she stands, brushing off dust from her backside before leaning forward, offering him her hand to help him stand. He seems better now, back to his former self, and squatting in a cave with no food and a half empty canteen won't do either of them good for long. Maybe fresh air will even help.]
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It's fine. At most, my suit will need far more repairs. [Her look softens, her smile more genuine and less terse.] Don't worry.
[And at that, she stands, brushing off dust from her backside before leaning forward, offering him her hand to help him stand. He seems better now, back to his former self, and squatting in a cave with no food and a half empty canteen won't do either of them good for long. Maybe fresh air will even help.]
You ready?