Moonspear i've got some damn bad intentions

Hydra listened mutely to Terance, her own expression stony. He was being emotional about this—she was being pragmatic, and cold, and unfeeling. But to her knowledge, she had lost her younger sibling—a sibling that had been otherwise strong, and meant to grow old. 

His words fell on relatively deaf ears, though one must consider the rawness of the entire situation and Hydra's stubborn personality. There was a true moment where Hydra did seem to think on Terance's words, because instead of leaping to respond she stood in silence to consider them. And when she looked at him, she sighed. 

Of course I don't think Korei is malicious, Terance. But she doesn't listen, she doesn't learn. She doesn't understand cues to when is a good time or a bad time. Who the hell knew it would get someone killed? She grit her teeth. Galaxy. I can't take it easy on her. It can't happen again, and that was her greatest fear. He had to have been the closest one to the ledge. My dad would not imply there was any other where if there wasn't, no—his millisecond of not paying attention to Galaxy to heed Korei was one Galaxy had paid for with her life... her stomach sank.