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[lonenoble]

[Noble Six couldn't help herself. After everything, she had to sit down now that there's breathing room. She's not dying at least, but the wounds that would have killed her weren't completely healed. There's some pain. And there's visible damage to the armor that she was going to have to try to figure out a way to fix.  It's damage from Covenant weaponry, to those that might be familiar.  Her helmet is actually off and sitting next to her with a broken visor.  A Komory bat takes the chance to land next to her, trying to climb into her lap. He's trying trying to cuddle, just to get pushed away.  He can't help making worried noises at his person.]

Come on. Knock it off.

This is Spartan-B312, Noble Six. I'm looking for other UNSC personnel to make contact. I need information on what this place is. It definitely doesn't look like Reach. [Ignoring the fact that she should be dead from what she can remember.]

[Edit:  Forgot the helmet.]

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[sailorgenerous]

[She'd noticed all of that, yes, but thought it impolite to comment; instead, she'd just tried to make the boutique as safe a space for him as possible.]

No, I don't imagine it would. [Unless it showed up as another world in the same way the Freelancers' home had, Celestia forbid.]

[She pauses at his question, trying to make sure of her answer before she says anything to him.]

I...may be. I think so. I may just need a bit of time.

[She reaches out and lays a hoof on his knee. She'd go for his shoulder, but that's a bit out of her reach.]

The least I can do is try to make this a good dream for you. You are my friend, after all.

[spaceracist]

[Even that was, he felt, unlikely. Near as he could tell, the Freelancer world was the same as his world, and why would it open two dream portals into the same place?

Then again, he wasn't sure why it opened up dream portals to anywhere in the first place, so. He'll just pat her hoof somewhat awkwardly instead. He's trying with the whole physical contact thing, even though it doesn't come easy for him.]

Doin' a good job so far, since you don't get a say in whether or not the rest of my team shows. I got enough action I ain't bored, anyway.

[...Yeah, he's really bad at this comfort thing.]