[Good feelings, bad feelings—that’s all something that can get unpacked later once they get a little time to distance them from this and don’t have the Oracle’s rather lengthy trial still looming for who knows how long in front of them. The way she sees it, regrets are kinda pointless when they more or less backed themselves into leaving this particular choice up to chance. It would not be the first time mission objectives slipped her mind until she was right in the thick of things, and it probably wouldn’t be the last.

If there is a regret to focus on in the moment, though, it’s that she’s left this wound of hers linger long enough to get some good-natured pestering from Amos. He can always be counted on to make sure she takes care of herself, that’s for sure.]

Man, think I’m understanding how some of my patients must’ve felt with all my nagging…

[Girl, you are actively bleeding. The nagging is deserved.

But she grins right back and reaches out to put a hand on his shoulder to steady herself.]

Help me sit and I’ll get right to it, then.

[Not like she needs to be particularly dainty with an injury like this—she’s dealt with way worse—but she might as well avail herself of his help if she’s got it.]