We never realize what we're missing until we lose it. [ A lesson she's learned far too many times, by this point — also the reason behind why she's insistent more oftentimes than not, to get to know the rest of the team. And yet, somehow, George had slipped under the radar; between her focus shifting towards the mission, her growing frustration at the way he bumbled, when they were trying to succeed. To escape.

Proving, once again, that she has a long way to go. ] ... We'll honor him, once we return. It's the least we can do for him.

[ She lets the sentence sink in, before her eyes finally flicker over, voice quieter than before— ] How are you faring?