Pierce: ".. ecord each discussion I have here. If this is a problem, I c-"
Funai: "No. It's fine. I don't intend to interrupt your routine, ma'am."
P: "Very well."
The sound of someone, likely Pierce, sitting in her desk chair can be heard. She clicks a pen, tapping it against her desk once before continuing.
P: "First, I know you've already been through the medical wi-"
F: "I am fine, Colonel-"
P: (slowly initially) "-.. the medical wing, given your condition following what happened near Barrier Gate. It's mostly protocol, but I want to know if you have any lingering symptoms from your exposure."
F: "As I said, ma'am, I'm fine. Chief Physician Hill provided me with a suitable array of drugs, but none of them were necessary-.."
Funai coughs a little, breathing in sharply.
P: "Perhaps not necessary, but they clearly would be helpful here."
Pierce took a small pause before continuing.
P: "I want to know your take away from your fight. Obviously, these events impact you more than most other members of the crew, and to a much more measured degree as well."
F: "My.. take away, ma'am?"
P: "Yes. What you gained from your encounter, good or bad. What you feel, believe, anything that came as a result of it."
F: "What I feel..? Anger, ma'am. I let someone, something, use me as an example, because I wasn't strong enough. I did not defend my honor as I should have, and I have only myself to blame. Only myself.."
Funai seems audibly distraught, taking some time to settle herself.
P: "I see., Tell me, do you believe there is a way to.. restore your honor after an event like this?"
F: ".. beyond killing the one that tarnished it.. there is honor in service, to which I'm already accustomed to."
P: "Then I'm certain you can regain it through work. It's never too late to keep trying."
Pierce lets off a very slight breath, tapping her desk a couple times with her pen.
P: "Can you tell me anything about what happened that you didn't file in your report, something.. I'll note for the recorder, I did not ask you to do given your condition."
F: "I provided what I could in my submission to the record, ma'am. If I had anything further to add, I would have."
P: "I see.. You didn't provide any guncam shots of the alien entity, nor this 'experimental' Navy battlecruiser. Why?"
F: ".. I do not know.."
Pierce merely remained silent for a moment before continuing.
P: "I expect you will do better next time, in that regard." (A short pause) "Do you have anything further you wish to add, Rie?"
F: "Only that I will do better, ma'am.."
P: "Good. To state for the record, this conversation is being saved to my personal log database, and will only be submitted to command if absolutely necessary. For the time being, I'm going to allow you to continue your investigation, but until such a time as I believe you are ready you will not travel to Barrier Gate Station, nor engage in any action or conversation with this 'Caliban' individual. Do you understand?"
F: "Hai.. I do, ma'am."
P: "Good. I don't want to lose you, Rie. You're a critical part of what we're doing out here, and I know there are plenty aboard this ship that hold you in high regard."
Pierce stands out of her chair, clicking her pen again.
P: "Please see Doctor Hill again, and try to relax before you tap out for deployment. Other than that, I have nothing further for you."
F: "Ariga-"
There is a brief click as Pierce flicks off the recorder.
