[ A quiet sigh, closing his eyes briefly, and he reaches out this time, curving a hand over Tucker's arm. His grip's firm, but gentle, reassuring. He understands, Tucker, he really does. ]
There are more important things than some petty satisfaction.
[ Like maintaining discipline in an army. Like not furthering an already tenuous divide. Like being responsible. ]
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There are more important things than some petty satisfaction.
[ Like maintaining discipline in an army. Like not furthering an already tenuous divide. Like being responsible. ]
Yeah. I'm going.