<div class="floatleft">(https://i.redd.it/my3mp539alh21.jpg)</div><br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">NAME:</span></strong>Rume'Zamin nar Folazi| Rue for short (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=329085.0#lastPost)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">RACE:</span></strong>Quarian<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">OCCUPATION:</span></strong>Mechanic<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">DATE:</span></strong>22/12/2174CE |12:00<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">WEARING:</span></strong>Enviro-suit with purple overlays [Minus helmet] (https://i.redd.it/my3mp539alh21.jpg)<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">LOCATION:</span></strong>Hyrdroponics<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">CONTENT:</span></strong>Clearing the air<br/><strong><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: arial black;">TAG:</span></strong>Jackiro| (Mentioning all those on mission)<br/><br/><br/>"I thank you for your concern Indri sir, it is only under practical circumstances I assure you." The quarian mused respectfully on the matter of her enviro-suit, a small pang of gratitude paid to those whom worried for her sake upon the ship. The luxury of immuno-boosters was merely a safety net that could not forever be relied on, as even with such came the possibilities of finding a strain of bacterium that was too bolstered to be wiped out, the resulting mend in the medical bay while not ideal however would be worth it to Rue if only for the memorable moments like these. To be seen as more than simply the obscured quarian was a desire that the mechanic yearned for, the exodus of her home ship leaving behind only the soured feel of disconnect from her own species. Perhaps it was naïve to desire a custom that was not of her own species, but for the growing quarian she felt the experience was one to be taken, with precautions of course, and ultimately a decision that was her own to make.<br/><br/>Taking in Jackiro's demeanor as she began her apology and reasons behind such, the once fearsome intimidation that faced the quarian would begin to melt away in the glare of a far more genuine smile from the salarian, the response minute but did much for the once tremble air of uncertainty that had clouded Rue's own. Shoulders relaxing some with the long held in tension released the soft blink of opaque pools would glance curiously towards the thriving plant life to Jackiro's left, listening intently as he began his own statement in a way that was both unexpected yet so studiously detailed it could only come from a true salarian. Listing out every potential cause for inaction on the part of their team was eye opening to the quarian, Jackiro giving thought to situations that in the heat of the moment Rue had not even begun to consider, that despite the chaos on the surface it had occurred to him to ultimately make the only logical choice in the end." It was not my wish to assume you had not considered our fellow crew mates with your order," Rue mused gently in retort, although if she were to admit it the thought had occurred in the direct seconds on Aphras; Not out of a place of distrust for the captain but rather her own views of the art of battle being less visual as it was seen by Jackiro.<br/><br/>The way Jackiro explained his thought process overall gave Rue a far better perspective on the xeno that had been tasked with upholding their stake of the mission, it wasn't merely that the mission itself was the main goal, but rather it was the<em>only</em>goal and nothing would stop him short from completing such. It was the cost of empathy that gave the success of the mission as to any other it could very well seem as barbaric, Rue herself once included, but from Jackiro's expression it did not seem all that comforting of a notion to confide in purely that of statistical victory. The far more crestfallen appearance drawing a light frown from the quarian as she gave a small shake of her head in return. "If I may be bold I feel that despite your statements your choices were still made emotionally, rather than let them foolishly lash out as I, you in turn fine tuned them to bolster your drive for success. It was truly a mistake on my own part to have doubted your leadership Indri sir." Rue solemnly cooed, the guilt of her previous days having stemmed with the realization that ultimately there was a far greater role they all played, and as such she needed to rely on her crew mates whole heartily.<br/><br/>His refusal of her apology however would bring Rue to lift her head with some concern, the grand gesture sitting largely on her chest that without his taking made her squirm some in thought. "It shall not interfere with a mission in the future, that while you are aware of my lack of experience on the battlefield, I implore you to please accept my apology. Not as a captain or leader, but as my crew mate." The thought of trampling what professional relationship with Jackiro prickled roughly at Rue's skin, almost needing to have the confirmation of having mended what wrong doings of her part to the salarian before the weight of her complete guilt could be washed away.<br/><br/>"Please."<br/><br/>