CT waves him off. "It's fine, I'd rather detooth the idea of him than let him keep— sticking in my head the way he does. One of the nightmares someone came through with me actually ended in me managing to kill the bastard, which was... cathartic, at least."

She's had that particular nightmare a little less, since. Which is one silver lining of that whole mess.

"He really did used to just be... odd. Eccentric. Once he walked in on us talking about which kinds of weapons were worse, the standard kind or the Covvie plasma kind, and said something like—" she waves a hand around vaguely, "a hole in your body's not a big deal because every body has holes in and you can always add more if needed! And we just stood there after he walked away wondering what the hell just happened."