[Dan's so preoccupied trying to figure out how to keep the patient alive that he barely registers to laser eyes; he only really realizes what just happened several seconds later, as he's rushedly examining a still-hot corpse to see if there's any chance of resuscitation. The absolute slop of innards that followed the creature out of Gowan's chest emphatically says no.]
Yeah, thanks.
[He knows it's not the Counselor's fault. Gowan was likely dead the instant the creature broke through what appears to be Gowan's lungs.
Still, there's a difference between trying to cooperating to try and save someone with someone who cares about the same things you do, and not. Dan closes Gowan's eyes and covers him with a sheet. Let the poor guy have some dignity, at least.]
God damn it.
[He doesn't want to talk to the Counselor, so instead he stares at the wall. It's going to be a long ride back home.]
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Yeah, thanks.
[He knows it's not the Counselor's fault. Gowan was likely dead the instant the creature broke through what appears to be Gowan's lungs.
Still, there's a difference between trying to cooperating to try and save someone with someone who cares about the same things you do, and not. Dan closes Gowan's eyes and covers him with a sheet. Let the poor guy have some dignity, at least.]
God damn it.
[He doesn't want to talk to the Counselor, so instead he stares at the wall. It's going to be a long ride back home.]