[He listens, the confusion in his expression solidifying into something too harsh to be called stoic. The whole debacle during that time had left a bad taste in his mouth, and he can't tell now if the boiling frustration in his gut is aimed at her or at the instructors. Maybe a little of both.]
If Dagger has a problem with me healing recruits, then he can take it up with Mothership. Otherwise.... [He shifts, crosses his arms, cants his weight back. It's a defensive posture, even if it's not necessarily in response to her.] What's done is done. It wouldn't be the first time someone threatened to take my head for something. I don't intend to let it change anything unless someone swings an axe at me.
[A pause. He considers how true the next thing he wants to say is, and opts to go for it anyway:]
[Right. For a moment it seems like she might say something else, something hanging just behind her teeth and her weight fluctuating up into the balls of her feet. Her gaze flicks around the interior of the medical rover - settles back with a fixed certainty.]
I appreciate you letting me.
[And then she's rocking back to heel, to turn - makes her way from the rover with a clatter of her boots on the hatch and out.]
no subject
If Dagger has a problem with me healing recruits, then he can take it up with Mothership. Otherwise.... [He shifts, crosses his arms, cants his weight back. It's a defensive posture, even if it's not necessarily in response to her.] What's done is done. It wouldn't be the first time someone threatened to take my head for something. I don't intend to let it change anything unless someone swings an axe at me.
[A pause. He considers how true the next thing he wants to say is, and opts to go for it anyway:]
I appreciate you telling me.
no subject
I appreciate you letting me.
[And then she's rocking back to heel, to turn - makes her way from the rover with a clatter of her boots on the hatch and out.]