Jin had silently saluted the Chief and left behind everyone else, she pauses in the hallway with the others listening. Her stomach rumbled...she needed to gain some calories. She had finished her energy bars. She was becoming impatient but she waited.
"We drink to the lost not necessarily for the deceased but to bring closure to our memory of them, to assuage our grief. It is a ritual of sorts. Many here in the service drink as their ritual of grief, others sort out their grief in other ways, pleasure, violence, time alone...there are a variety of ways to deal with loss. I am studying psychology at the moment. Me, I just want to eat something at this point, such is the life of an operator of a parasitic host armor who is presently outside their armor. I need some calories. Maybe a little drink later. I am going to the mess."
"We drink to the lost not necessarily for the deceased but to bring closure to our memory of them, to assuage our grief. It is a ritual of sorts. Many here in the service drink as their ritual of grief, others sort out their grief in other ways, pleasure, violence, time alone...there are a variety of ways to deal with loss. I am studying psychology at the moment. Me, I just want to eat something at this point, such is the life of an operator of a parasitic host armor who is presently outside their armor. I need some calories. Maybe a little drink later. I am going to the mess."