[Unable to console Miles for a frustration he's caused him, Haise can only wait. There's nothing he could offer him that wouldn't be an empty platitude, not when both his inclinations and his career demand the very same things of him. Well, no, that isn't entirely accurate. It's not his career so much as his circumstances that dictate as much. Not being human is what it comes down to.
In the end, it doesn't matter that he was one once, back in some life he can't remember. Maybe that much is a mercy, not remembering.
One hand twitches, his right one, when he's presented with this new question. There follows a moment of tense silence during which his eyebrows knit together and lips pull into a thin line. Not surprisingly, it's a question he doesn't like to consider, because it's not often his place to decide]
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In the end, it doesn't matter that he was one once, back in some life he can't remember. Maybe that much is a mercy, not remembering.
One hand twitches, his right one, when he's presented with this new question. There follows a moment of tense silence during which his eyebrows knit together and lips pull into a thin line. Not surprisingly, it's a question he doesn't like to consider, because it's not often his place to decide]
I look for options that don't involve casualty.
[But that's not a complete answer, is it?]
If I have no options...usually, I have orders.