Rebekah looked up at the soldier from her seated position on the deck.<br/><br/>"I'll be more careful next time.  It wasn't the first time I've been laid out like that, and it probably won't be the last.  Given the situation I consider myself fortunate."<br/><br/>She reached to rub her right shoulder and winced.  Looking over at the others' injuries she starts categorizing potential issues.  She hoped they'd have access to a medical doctor soon.<br/><br/>As if on cue they were notified of the airlock being cycled.  Rebekah used the railing to lever herself up to a standing position near the soldier.  She spoke quietly.<br/><br/>"I respect your grief.  Please, don't let it consume you."<br/><br/>She'd seen what grief could do to people and hoped the surviving soldiers would get through this.  She prayed they would all survive it.