Date: 2015-05-10 04:02 am (UTC)
microbrobotics: (despair)
[ He's stiff as a board even underneath the armor, but he allows the gesture. Endures it, even if he's not comforted by it. He's not sure which it is, himself. ]

The last three men on our list. First one I dazed. Killed him while he was awake. Didn't bother with the other two. Knocked them out, then slit their throats.

[ It sounds foreign, it sounds wrong, it's - it's too much all of a sudden. He staggers back from Callaghan - partially to get away from him, from any human contact - and partially to get this helmet off right the hell now. He only barely shoves it off his face before he grabs for the trashcan in here. Having at least enough semblance of mind to throw up in there rather than directly on Cal's floor. ]
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