[ That's a familiar story, though not one to which Maine can completely relate. His lost ODST teammates — lost to him, not lost altogether — were soon replaced by Freelancers. Then he found himself in Lagunbiru, where he was never without a teammate … at least in name. In practice, he's had to learn how to function without a trusted ally at his back. Had to turn himself into someone who can survive alone.
Judging by the anger that tightens Ephemera's jaw, Maine doubts their stories are the same. How could they be, when time bullshit played such a prominent part in Maine's?
He looks away to pour himself another glass. Gives Ephemera a moment of privacy. Looks back just in time to catch the way Ephemera's expression softens at the mention of Sarge.
Close-knit team, he guesses. Losing them must've hurt. ]
Badass.
[ A single word, but his tone is appreciative. Takes a hell of a fighter to do something like that. ]
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Judging by the anger that tightens Ephemera's jaw, Maine doubts their stories are the same. How could they be, when time bullshit played such a prominent part in Maine's?
He looks away to pour himself another glass. Gives Ephemera a moment of privacy. Looks back just in time to catch the way Ephemera's expression softens at the mention of Sarge.
Close-knit team, he guesses. Losing them must've hurt. ]
Badass.
[ A single word, but his tone is appreciative. Takes a hell of a fighter to do something like that. ]