D nodded solemnly looking down and holding himself steady in front of Beccca "<span style="color: red">Poor kid, he must be going through hell...</span>" his eyes left the ground and looked back up to Becca, "<span style="color: red">that's the idea but I want to get him and the others back to the chopper first, so we can all discuss it as a group. Rather make one trip out of here if we can. Don't want anyone else falling to rad poisoning either.</span>" He pursed his lips together, his thumb and forefinger coming together at his chin in thoughts.<span style="color: red">"Thank you Becca, even if he doesn't come, I wanted to thank you for at least trying. I know we don't make the best company and I know you don't trust us. That's fine. I understand the circumstances are not ideal. However, I do appreciate you trying your best even under those circumstances.</span>" He reached out his hand to shake hers.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>