Tori remembered what It was like being a living, breathing target. She had forever been a Rogue, it was just who she was and unfortunately it was just part of the job. It made sense, the ships docking there, they needed to repair and rearm somewhere. She also took note of the cafeteria, wondering if they made a decent cup of coffee - she had forgotten the last time she had one of those.
"so it's a new thing, it seems to be going OK"
She wondered what had happened to him. After all she had followed him religiously. He was the warlord. She put her life on the line for him, and that was her downfall. She chose to stick behind, she waited around a moment too long to give him the chance to leave. She decided not to ask where he was.
"I..... It wasn't horrible.... It had its moments. I just.... Why did no one come to get me? "
That was the part that hurt. The wounds had long since healed, leaving only scars, but the thought she was left alone because no one cared enough to rescue her still stung. She tenced for a moment with the hug, before relaxing and hugging Amy back
"Im sorry.... I.... I expect it to hurt. I don't like being like this..... It was, I don't know where I was, but no one should have been treated like that."
