Dheera had no idea why she began to cry.
Was it because she was scared? Or was it because she felt ashamed? Perhaps both.
She was ashamed of talking big about going to the Deathzone, even whining to be chosen. She was ashamed that even with all of her training, she couldn't do anything. She was ashamed, especially, because she made her Captain sigh.
But there was also another feeling that triggered her tear duck. It was sadness. Because then she realized that Zein had been battling with that kind of place for years before coming here. She remembered the scary, spiky aura that Zein had the first time they met; how vigilant those blue eyes were, how sharp his speaking tone was, and how nonchalant he was to the matter of death.
It was his daily life; walking with the pressure weighing his body, breathing the heavily toxic air, seeing creatures most grotesque.
