It would be a tricky field to navigate on the best of days. There was perhaps something admire in that dogged determination, even if Locus lacked to ability to do so at the moment.
Instead he let his gaze drift, fixing on some distant point. What was done was done. Things had become clearer, and he...simply needed to accept some things as truths. It hardly required Washington's attention to do so, and to let him remain hovering sounded less than appealing.
Someone truly hurt, someone who could be helped, would surely appreciate his presence more.
"There's nothing for you to do here. Go see to the rest of your team." There isn't even enough in him to be venomous about it. He just sounds tired, about as worn down as he looks, in that moment.
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Instead he let his gaze drift, fixing on some distant point. What was done was done. Things had become clearer, and he...simply needed to accept some things as truths. It hardly required Washington's attention to do so, and to let him remain hovering sounded less than appealing.
Someone truly hurt, someone who could be helped, would surely appreciate his presence more.
"There's nothing for you to do here. Go see to the rest of your team." There isn't even enough in him to be venomous about it. He just sounds tired, about as worn down as he looks, in that moment.