<strong>”Good job- I mean… uh… nice idea.”</strong>She caught herself, realizing for a moment she’d been about to compliment him as a commander would a subordinate. But… they were no longer on the field of battle. They were just two people who’d managed to survive war together The only ones on their squad, in fact. She swallowed, still finding that part hard to believe. She hadn’t seen it happen. She’d carried out the final assault and been wounded, passing out after striking the final blow on the battle field. When she’d come to in the hospital three days later, Victor had told her. He’d saved her more times than she could count. Her tactics had always tended to put her life the most at risk, so while successful she had quite a few scars to show for her trouble. But that time somehow she had survived when none of the others, except him, had pulled through.<br/><br/>Morbid memories for a party, but Victor’s comment pulled her from her thoughts. Lynn’s smile twitched a little, genuine amusement showing through when he told her of his lie to the medic.<strong>”Well I’m never going to hear the end of that.”</strong>She remarked. The medic had seemed to expect a mental breakdown from her, or for her to start abusing drugs and alcohol. He’d be freaking out if she disappeared after hearing a rumor like that… an idea that rather amused her. Shaking her head with a smile she linked her arm in his and walked with him from the party outside to the waiting vehicle.<br/>