The petite woman watched as her Marine companion to belong drink out of the bottle, swallowing nervously. She really shouldn't be past the question it looked as though it had brought up a lot of bad memories. She found herself caught off guard however, when the woman actually answered your question. It wasn't at all the answer sheet been expecting, but it had definitely been something she hadn't considered before. Those sort of things were handled with a generic letter, a bouquet of rare flowers as condolences, and check for a portion of their severance package. They were very rarely if ever handled in person. But now that the thought was in her head, ITC's way of doing things seemed so impersonal and almost cold.<br/><br/>“I almost think it's better though.” she looked up slowly, letting the woman keep the bottle for the time being. Of course she hadn't spoken any of her thoughts out loud so she would need to clarify. “ the men and women that died on that ship, my ship, they're going to get an impersonal letter in the mail. Some flowers and a hefty check… I think... Someone coming in person makes it feel like somebody actually cared. That they feel even a fraction of what you do.” like someone had done for her father when her mother had died. “the best… the best I can manage is to not let their deaths be for nothing.” she finally reached for the bottle, almost finishing it off. Her eyes narrowed she found herself staring at a seam in the bulkhead. “ I just don't understand why they would shoot down an unarmed repair ship. We weren't carrying anything sensitive, we didn't have anything valuable. And why would they risk bringing ITC and the Solarian League's wrath down upon them just for a bit of target practice?”