He echoes the sentiment, softly. That's what mattered, wasn't it? Those that survived did so because they'd earned the right to. They'd done whatever was necessary. Locus's gaze fixed ahead in the hallway. Just a little further to somewhere where they likely wouldn't be bothered for a while.
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He echoes the sentiment, softly. That's what mattered, wasn't it? Those that survived did so because they'd earned the right to. They'd done whatever was necessary. Locus's gaze fixed ahead in the hallway. Just a little further to somewhere where they likely wouldn't be bothered for a while.
"Well. We survived. For what that's worth."