Redhawk Caldera Blue Hours

He moved it on himself. Things weren't fine, she could tell, but they weren't the sort of friends yet where she knew how much she could push before he cracked. Things like this were delicate, and that kind of damage wasn't something to test out. She had an obligation to not make things worse.

I actually had nightmares, for a while. About when they took it. I'm not sure they're completely gone but it's been a while. Bridget glanced at her hip, then looked back at him. It was hard, after. I'm a medic, right? So I figured it was my fault it got to that point. It took a while to realize that things just happen, sometimes, and blaming myself wasn't doing me any good. This is how things are, and the best thing I can do now is live my life.

He wouldn't necessarily relate to that but it'd taken her a long enough process to get there that it probably deserved to be shared. Felt pretty good to say it out loud too, making it more of a truth than it had been before. Occasionally she still resented the way her life had changed but this moments were few and far between nowadays.