[He shifted, giving the other's shoulder a shove. He knew that tone.]
My fault I took a missile strike. Their fault they took your tools. Understand me?
[He'd be happy to be a focus of misdirected anger, so long as that was what it was. So long as the medic quit being mad at himself. Which was what he believed was the case.]
no subject
[He shifted, giving the other's shoulder a shove. He knew that tone.]
My fault I took a missile strike. Their fault they took your tools. Understand me?
[He'd be happy to be a focus of misdirected anger, so long as that was what it was. So long as the medic quit being mad at himself. Which was what he believed was the case.]