CT watches Ripley's expressions out of the corner of her eye, but doesn't comment.
"There was no one I'd rather fight alongside in the field. But off it... yeah. Unreliable." They'd always been a hell of a combat team, even at the end. They knew each other's fieldwork inside out and while there were always weaker links in the chain, none of them were easily broken. That all changed once you took a battle out of the equation. "There's people here I've... come to rely on a little easier, though, yes."
Not that it's been without its ups and downs. Her feelings towards Cerrit are still complicated, though mellowing with time. Even those she trusts, it's a fragile thing, easily shattered.
"And I am glad to be planetside again, even if I do miss more... modern comforts." The technology level is quite an adjustment, especially for someone who's work used to rely on it. "Plus I think it's different, choosing to throw yourself down a mineshaft where you at least get to leave at the end of the day. I chose to basically go right back to my old job even though by all sense and reason I should be tired of it, but..."
...she doesn't actually have an end to that sentence, considering the ways in which she very much is tired of it all, but can no easier imagine stopping than she can stop breathing.
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CT watches Ripley's expressions out of the corner of her eye, but doesn't comment.
"There was no one I'd rather fight alongside in the field. But off it... yeah. Unreliable." They'd always been a hell of a combat team, even at the end. They knew each other's fieldwork inside out and while there were always weaker links in the chain, none of them were easily broken. That all changed once you took a battle out of the equation. "There's people here I've... come to rely on a little easier, though, yes."
Not that it's been without its ups and downs. Her feelings towards Cerrit are still complicated, though mellowing with time. Even those she trusts, it's a fragile thing, easily shattered.
"And I am glad to be planetside again, even if I do miss more... modern comforts." The technology level is quite an adjustment, especially for someone who's work used to rely on it. "Plus I think it's different, choosing to throw yourself down a mineshaft where you at least get to leave at the end of the day. I chose to basically go right back to my old job even though by all sense and reason I should be tired of it, but..."
...she doesn't actually have an end to that sentence, considering the ways in which she very much is tired of it all, but can no easier imagine stopping than she can stop breathing.