"Yes."
Walter drinks some more water while he thinks
"It's a sort of odd situation; Me being on the other side and possibly contributing to that."
: Eztli, Berezin, Eklund, Olin, Miller, Sato, Rosseau, Fermi, Ansell, Cohen, Zhao, Kader, Citlali. As far as I know, only one of them died at the hands of your squadron, so do not worry, you have not contributed much.
"I'll have to meet you there," she tells him. "I live on the airbase, but I don't think that security would appreciate me taking you off the airfield."
She starts to walk past the robot and toward the exit. "I'll be there in about thirty minutes, alright?" she says as she passes him.
: Okay.
"Hopefully only one," Jaakko remarks.
Talko stands in front of Jaakko. He pets the dog, while the dog studies him.
"Been sortied today?" Jaakko asks.
: Nah.
: I don't even know why I got up this morning, I could've slept in til 4. Supposed to be doing another night flight with Eri tonight though, gods know that's going to be boring.
Gus scoffs.
"It's been seeping for days."
He pokes the wound gently, feeling the stitches.
"None of them are broken. The wounds are small, perhaps two inches across."
: If you wished to speak, you could have simply asked for me. Now you really should go back to your bed, you've lucked out so far but it's only a matter of time before something goes wrong and you actually get hurt.
He looks back down to his papers and is about to continue writing when he remembers what you came in to ask for in the first place.
: And don't worry about Major Kirves, either. He approached me himself just yesterday, expressing the very same concerns you just did. We're in the process of figuring something out, it's all being handled. I'm sure we can accommodate you as well, though we may have to hold off until the doctors give you a clean bill of health.
Yui knocks on Bell's office door, report in hand.
Your superior beckons you to enter.
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