BORN IN GRACE - open; ‘rebirth’

[Cosmic]

"Carolina..." I began, my voice hesitant as I struggled to decide on whether or not I should even ask the question in the first place. I was a bit shook by this myself, even after all these memories. It was reasonable... right? You couldn't just get used to it so quickly. It didn't ever happen in any previous worlds I'd been in. Death was... an inevitable thing sometimes. But when I did have the... 'privilege' of seeing someone come back it was usually because they were an aggressive zombie or a necromorph. Those were the same, but you fucking get it.

I sighed, shaking my head, at least enjoying the fact that she felt comfortable enough to get close to me. I just didn't want to cross any boundaries or risk getting my head chainsawed off or something. Just the thought of that makes me shudder.

I would accept whatever punishment came from the Freelancer when I asked the question.

"Carolina... do you want a hug?" She... really looked like she could use it. Honestly. Or just talk to someone at least. This... was just... I don't know where to begin.

"Or... just talk... to me and Washington in private...?"