Despair.
Rage.
Shock.
Guilt.
And even grief.
A maelstrom of emotions swirled within Rui. Emotions he did not understand. He had only known her for a meagre twenty-four hours. They were just barely friends as they had grown a little closer over the duration of their mission. There was a good chance Rui would never even see her again even if the mission succeeded.
So why?
Why did he feel like his soul was being torn apart was he gazed at her corpse?
Because she was his responsibility? Because he had ended up becoming emotionally invested in her well-being and success?
Probably both.
