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[deadliestviper]

[After Silent Hill, Beatrix is in no mood to discuss her struggle or to explain what happened. It was exhausting, it was humiliating and dangerous and painful and sick and emotionally torturous, and all she wants to do is retreat to her cabin to lick her wounds. But she still isn't sure how many of her friends made it back, and how many are still in Silent Hill with that strange, sweet girl Zev.

Video would show her cut and tearstained face and her voice would crack under the strain of crying: text is the only good option to ask what she needs to.]

Who do I need to mourn?

[Sometime later, private to Thassarian and Sylvanas]

I owe you both a debt I can't possibly repay.

[Private to Jeryline]

I'm sorry.

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[deadliestviper]

[She reaches out to lay a hand on his good knee, light and reassuring.] You did very well.

Don't you worry about it. [Her smile is still a little strained, but it's happier this time.] I'll see what can be done to fix it. Right now, there are people worse off than I am.

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[warisart]

[Everyone keeps telling him not to worry about things. He's injured, not dead - he'll recover, in a considerably shorter amount of time than most of the people around him, even. He was only doing what he was made and trained for. He's never been injured this badly, it's true, even the tactic Max used to kill him had been swift and clean, but he's not...

He's not weaker somehow, because he's injured. Is he? Ben's expression doesn't clear, watching her movement, her face.]

Are you worried about me?

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[deadliestviper]

I worry about you all the time.

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[warisart]

Then why don't you want me to worry about you?

[It's curious as well as matter-of-fact; he doesn't pause more than a moment before he's continuing, very reasonably:]

I'm designed to be more physically durable than the mass percentage of the passengers of this ship; there's less to be concerned with in my own recovery now that my abilities have been restored to the levels they were at previous to docking in the town. It is very nearly certain, providing nothing happens to exacerbate my injuries.

This is not the case for others. [This a bit pointed, bright eyes narrowing on Beatrix's face.]

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[deadliestviper]

A variety of reasons, most notably that I'm not upset if I'm injured. As long as I can live to fight another day, I'll take the hand I'm dealt.

[She squeezes his knee gently, reassuringly.] I'm glad your injuries are only temporary and you're back to your normal level of ability. Rest. Relax, and get better.

I've gone through nothing that hundreds of other humans haven't gone through before. All I lost was the use of an eye. I'll be fine.

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[warisart]

[Ben glances down at the pressure, then back up, still earnest.]

Neither am I. [This isn't entirely true, but it's true enough; he's certainly less upset about it than most others he's observed.] It does not prevent others from being distressed on my behalf.

Do not, as I have been told, discount your importance simply because it has happened before.