He's tempted to look at her, to test the air for her reaction, but he knows its better to finish everything first.
God, it's hard to talk about.
So he does what he's done every time before when his feelings have gotten in the way. He shoves them down, buries them.
Mission debriefing. That's all this is.
"They'd been killed," "the night before. The pack that attacked us dragged their remains away, to their house. The same house is where Wells' squad ended up taking refuge the next night, and I with them."
It was easy there, for a moment. He had to figure out how to summarize it quickly so she'd understand what happened.
"Which is how I found them in the cellar after I changed." His thoughts, like his tone, are detached and blank. Simply reporting what happened and nothing more.
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Date: 2009-04-21 06:18 am (UTC)God, it's hard to talk about.
So he does what he's done every time before when his feelings have gotten in the way. He shoves them down, buries them.
Mission debriefing. That's all this is.
"They'd been killed," "the night before. The pack that attacked us dragged their remains away, to their house. The same house is where Wells' squad ended up taking refuge the next night, and I with them."
It was easy there, for a moment. He had to figure out how to summarize it quickly so she'd understand what happened.
"Which is how I found them in the cellar after I changed." His thoughts, like his tone, are detached and blank. Simply reporting what happened and nothing more.