<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;"><span style="color: #BF0000">Karra Lee Micheals</span></span></div><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #BF0000">Captain Micheals</span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;"><a class="postlink" href="http://i1343.photobucket.com/albums/o793/Galvin_Fugazi/d8d8d07d-bef1-4b12-bb9c-4a8ccbe576b0_zps6c4f5818.jpg">[ img ]</a></div><br/><br/>Karra sagged with relief at Tom's answer. She definitely didn't want to give Sam any details, but she wondered if he would accept her answers. She was glad that she had told Tom. It felt as if a weight had lifted off of her. She didn't need to hide away if Sam tried to approach her, she didn't need to speak to him in hushed whispers in hopes of Tom not overhearing.<br/><br/><span style="color: #BF0000">"You're right...you're right..." </span>Karra replied, seemingly distracted by her thoughts. She had never considered herself a risk taker, but everyone else seemed to. She couldn't blame anyone for that, especially not Tom. She knew if she were to look at her track record objectively she would be terrified for herself--but she never did. She either trusted herself too much or she was a bit self-destructive...and it was mostly the latter. She had already given Tom her reasons in the cockpit for that sort of behavior...Not that it made Tom any less likely to intrude on her self-destructive efforts.<br/><br/>If Sam became a liability, if his care for her became a burden and a danger to the group---she would kill him herself. She could not let him become a land mine, as Tom had said. Her life was her own and Sam needed to understand that--everyone needed to understand that.<br/><br/><span style="color: #BF0000">"How much do I ever risk?"</span>she suddenly asked, her face tilting up to look at Tom's. It was a legitimate question, though one she had not expected herself to ask so suddenly. Just how much did she risk every time she decided to stick her neck out? Besides her own life, what kind of damage would it cause for her to be gone, if any? She, for some odd reason, always needed to know her worth---but somehow had never been given a solid answer.